Marcello Mastroianni
My poor childhood memories
Going to the Cinema somewhere in seventies,
And how I watched in the gallery (not the balcony)
In Cinema hall the lowest ticket.
With my loving brother/companion 'Lalith'.
Oh! My hero a charismatic personality
Marcello Mastroianni a prominent Italian actor of Jewish descent.
Who once said; 'I believe in nature, love, affection, my work and my friends,
I love people and life,
Perhaps that's why life loved me in return.'
He died of cancer at the age of 72.
And I never forget the movie Vittorio De Sica's 'Sunflower'
Marcello and Sophia Loren for their fantastic perfomance.
The sad theme (The parting in Milan) from Sunflower by Henry Mancini
Still haunts me of my complicate solitary journey.
*To Alison & Jerry in gratitude for their goodwill I offer this sad memory.
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Will sunflower find it's lover
What a wonderful sunflower is
sunflower has attractive colour
It is very simple
How much sunflower loves to sun
We can't imagine
sunflower is very faithful
sunflower gets up early in the morning
wash it's face with dew drops
worthwhile you are
sunflower waits the sun
It begins to looking towards the sun
you are my best friend
As sun moves, It follows blindly
no matter hot or cold
you are innocent
It goes behind the sun
till the sun set
sunflower remains with it
At the end of the day
beautiful sunflower feels tird
it becomes sad
but it says to sun good night
till the morning
with the hope to meet again
sunflower goes to sleep
Does sun knows about
The love of the sunflower
will sunflower find it's lover
how many years sunflower
has to wait
I can keep hope
soon........
april 12,2008
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Woman is also the element of conflict.
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I only exist when I am working on a film.
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I made theater very important in the beginning of my career.
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Each year we look for a big name that is attractive to the public and pleasant for the girls.
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Woman is the sun, an extraordinary creature, one that makes the imagination gallop.
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Theater actors like to change character roles. They don't like to always do the same thing.
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In front of a camera, I feel solid, satisfied. Away from it I am empty, confused.
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I don't understand why these Americans have to suffer so much to identify with their characters. Me, I just get up there and act. It's great fun. There's no suffering in it.
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Malani Senehelatha Fonseka
She's listed among the best 25 performing Artists in Asia
And won numeral international awards for her best perfomance
in our local cinema.
I liked her best roles in 'Nidhanaya, Bambaru Avith and Akasa Kusum.'
Many Rolled Gold film stars approached her to be prominent
and failed.
Wife & myself saw her day before yesterday at La Mirada Theater.
[Udeni Liyanage's 'Swarnamaya Rathriyak(A dazzling night) ]
She's still photogenic and I think of her recent award winning film'Akasa Kusum'.(Flowers of the sky)
The entire role gives an exemplary of uncertainty of the mysterious life.
*Sri Lankan film actress named as Queen of the sinhala cinema.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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True Bollywood Love Story
He sees her in the temple
Immediately falls in love with her,
She has come with her mother
He waits for an opportunity to meet her.
He follows her, day in and day out
Everyday he waits outside her home,
She knew him as a local yob
Who did nothing but roam.
He manages to stop her one day
And expresses his love for her,
She was waiting for it all along
They start going out thereafter.
They break into song and dance
Whenever they feel like,
Sometimes in Australia, sometimes Switzerland
Sometimes in a car and sometimes in a bike.
Dressed always in designer costumes
Even though they can’t afford it,
Because it’s just a dream not reality
They can afford to totally enjoy it.
Meanwhile in the cinema hall-
People in theatre start to clap
When Hero starts dancing with Heroine,
Some go out of theatre to have a fag
Some get a snack in the canteen.
Then it’s time for the interval
When the toilets are fully clogged,
Some wait eagerly for the movie to restart
In the sea of humanity some get bogged.
Movie continues-
The movie becomes interesting in second half
As many thousands of movies before,
The girl’s parents don’t approve of her love
To win their hearts, hero has to work more.
The rest of the movie has plots and subplots
Where the girl’s parents put the Hero to test,
In every task he emerges a winner
In fights, dance, emotions he proves to be the best.
The hero prevails against all the odds
Which only Indians can understand,
His in laws are forced to give in
The movie comes to a happy end.
poem by Vikram G. Aarella
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With whom do you argue? With a woman, of course. Not with a friend, because he accepted all your defects the moment he found you. Besides, woman is mother-have we forgotten?
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Sun and Sunflowers
the sunflower
finds the sun
much to love
dawn till dusk
moves to where
the sun has been
a pair of lovers
snuggling to where
it matters most
sun holds
nothing back
gives his all to
a faithful mate
who never shies
away from him
in your bossom
too is a sunflower
twiriling in sequence
to you for every
of our needs,
savour every scent,
warmth
radiating from
the source of both
our beings
evoking a sensual
exploratory journey
iresistible for us
despite the distance
laid out between us
i hold on to you and
bow to nature as it
tells us in its firm
silence within
ourselves
and tautly onto
our face
it is our hearts
that matter
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In My Life
there are places i remember all my life,
Though some have changed,
Some forever, not for better,
Some have gone and some remain.
All these places had their moments
With lovers and friends i still can recall.
Some are dead and some are living.
In my life i've loved them all.
But of all these friends and lovers,
There is no one compares with you,
And these memories lost their meaning
When i think of love as something new.
Though i know i'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before,
I know i'll often stop and think about them,
In my life i'll love you more.
Though i know i'll never lose affection
For people and things that went before,
I know i'll often stop and think about them,
In my life i'll love you more.
In my life i'll love you more.
song performed by by Dave Matthews Band
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Don; We met after forty years
He is my elder brother Lalith's class mate and his full name is Don.Padma. Bandhu
Don comes from Portuguese ancestry,
Padma denotes Lotus and Bandhu means friend in our mother tongue.
Time of course a Magician, after leaving school we met in the land of opportunity and it's almost forty years
But we have not changed a bit, I have a gray beard and your side whiskers slightly gray.
We are old that's all.
Thank you so much for the the gift the big Johnny Walker Red label bottle and it's really a fountain for me to scribble my anguish,
Leave aside all the subjects we studied together
Algebra, Geometry, Physics and Chemistry
None of them help us today as we are the victims of Life's struggle.
Again we met in the life school my dear and we have a lot to study,
Around us there are vast different characters in the life school
And be alert as you live in the Valley with your loving family
And I am here in Anaheim with my singsong beloved and the loved ones are far away
Let smile like our school days and I still remember your favorite song.
If life is a song
But it's a painful nagging and what else?
* To my loving brother Lalith in gratitude as you taught me a lot much more than the encyclopedia.
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Women's harvest song
I am waving a ripe sunflower,
I am scattering sunflower pollen to the four world-quarters.
I am joyful because of my melons,
I am joyful because of my beans,
I am joyful because of my squashes.
The sunflower waves.
So did the corn wave
When the wind blew against it,
So did my white corn bend
When the red lightning descended upon it,
It trembled as the sunflower
When the rain beat down its leaves.
Great is a ripe sunflower,
And great was the sun above my corn-fields.
His fingers lifted up the corn-ears,
His hands fashioned my melons,
And set my beans full in the pods.
Therefore my heart is happy
And I will lay many blue prayer-sticks at the shrine of Ta-wa.
I will give corn to Ta-wa,
Yellow corn, blue corn, black corn.
I wave the sunflower,
The sunflower heavy with pollen.
I wave it, I turn it, I sing,
Because I am happy.
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John Robinson
AIR -- "The Drunkard"
Come listen, friends, and hear a song,
It is a doleful one,
About a young man, dead and gone --
He died far away from home.
John Robinson this young man's name,
His age I cannot tell,
And he was loved by all his friends,
And he was known full well.
His father and mother being dead,
It left him an orphan boy,
When he was with his brother
His health failed him, poor boy.
Kind friends they thought 'twould do him good
To travel for his health;
To California he did go
With his Uncle Zera French.
He was not gone but a short time
When a letter his friends received;
It told how homesick Johnny was,
How he for home did grieve.
It said that he was getting worse,
And his money was nearly gone,
And if he did not soon return
Never more would he see home.
It said, "Dear Brother, will you please
Some money to me send,
For I fear I have not got enough
To bring me back again.
The doctor says I must soon return,
If I wish my home to see,
For if I stay my life is short,
For the air disagrees with me."
His brother Will the letter read,
It made his eyes grow dim.
"Dear brother, he shall soon return,
For I will go and fetch him."
This brother dear was very kind;
With money, he went with haste
For to bring him home again,
But Oh! he went too late.
For he was sick, and very bad --
Poor boy, he thought, no doubt,
If he came home in a smoking car
His money would hold out.
He started to come back alone --
He came one-third the way --
One evening in the car alone
His spirit fled away.
No friend was near to speak to him,
Or hear his dying moan;
How sad, how sad it must have been
To die there all alone;
No loving friends to soothe his brow,
Or ease his weary form;
Poor soul, poor soul is now at rest,
For his soul to heaven has gone.
Telegraph dispatch was sent his friends --
How sad were they to hear --
How their loved one died all alone,
In a car with no one near.
The brother brought his body home
To his friends that loved him best.
He's sleeping in their grave yard now
Let peace be e'er his rest.
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you will have a chance seeing
the sunflower
poetess
only
once,
a glimpse
you love it but you can only love it once
when it faced the sun so bravely
chanting
singing her one and only song
then she goes away
like the sunflower
wilting
bowing to the ground
surrendering her many seeds
falling scattering
it is only the rain that comes
to bring her back to life again
her seeds sprouting again
not just with a mother song
but children poems
all along.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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So Where Is The Sunflower Poetess?
you will have a chance seeing
the sunflower
poetess
only
once,
a glimpse
you love it but you can only love it once
when it faced the sun so bravely
chanting
singing her one and only song
then she goes away
like the sunflower
wilting
bowing to the ground
surrendering her many seeds
falling scattering
it is only the rain that comes
to bring her back to life again
her seeds sprouting
not just with a mother song
but children's poems
all along.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Killer
Brother
Sister
It's the loneliness thats the killer
So you want
To be free
To live your life
The way you want to be
Will you give
If we cry
Will we live
Or will we die
Jaded hearts
Heal with time
Shoot that love
So we can
Stop the bleeding
Solitary brother
Is there still a part of you that wants to live
Solitary sister
Is there still a part of you that wants to give
Solitary brother
Is there still a part of you that wants to live
Solitary sister
Is there still a part of you that wants to give
If we try
And live our lives
The way we wanna be
Yeah
Brother brother
Sister sister
Brother brother brother brother brother
There's no other love There's no other love There's no other love
There is no other love no other love like ours
There's no other love There's no other love There's no other love
There is no other love no other love like ours
There's no other love There's no other love There's no other love
There's no other love There's no other love There's no other love
There is no love
Solitary brother
Is there still a part of you that wants to live
Solitary sister
Is there still a part of you that wants to give
Solitary brother
Solitary Sister
Is there still a part of you that wants to give
Racism in among future kings can only lead to no good
Besides all our sons and daughters already know how that feels
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