The sun has another reservoir emptied

Flowers from resplendent waters picked

fish and cormorants thereafter banished 

the sun this time around had emptied 

and by the wayside a reservoir laid

Upon a cheek with dismal silt marked 

a scar from a brick-maker's cut

a decaying skull 

the sign of a long dead love

There's no one, none at all

blue-clad waves to caress

just a heart lacerated 

by bottles of pest-killing poisons

Flowers from resplendent waters picked

fish and cormorants thereafter banished 

the sun this time around had emptied 

and by the wayside a reservoir laid

The sun it's eyes roll this way and that

wondering if there may come by 

an inquirer who may survey 

and the reservoir's story obtains ere the rain clouds arrive.

[translation of "ඉර මෙවර තවත් වැවක් හිස්කර" from the collection "මීළඟ මීවිත" (The next wine) by Ruwan Bandujeewa]