Stranger

"Who are you, dark cloaked stranger?

You live in the bottom drawer of my heart

You stalk me by neon light

on murky days drowned in crude oil

I see the gleam of gunmetal blue in your eyes

I see no hands, only ominous black leather

I hear no footfalls, yet you draw closer."

"I am the coal dust that collects

in the pit of your heart,

I am the rust filings rasped from your failures

Every time you ignite success to drive me away

I'm only around the corner

a leisurely cigarette between my fingers

Every time defeat dashes icy water upon you

I'll be up and running, a wolf on blood scent.

And when you're on your knees

alone in the crowded streets

I'll come and stand by you

I'll sit with you by the lonely fire

where you see only the black among the flames

I'll dine with you, though the food be tasteless

I'll sleep by you

though you be wracked with nightmares.

And when you close your eyes

to shut the strength from your soul

and stand at the cliff's edge,

I'll push you."

- Copyright © Sandaruwan Madduma Bandara

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About Sanda

Sandaruwan Madduma Bandara is the CEO of 3CS (www.3cs.lk), Sri Lanka's Premier web design company. He has a range of interests including creative writing, photography, art and travel. He is also a voracious reader.