Kavithé Collective


Sri Lanka

Exit Wounds (Soldier and the Tamil Girl)

A proud soldier of the state inside a bunker A canvas about to be painted In shrapnel wounds, blood strokes, Dappled red, turning white to a paler shade. He was telling a story inside the bunker, How the beautiful Tamil... Continue Reading →


We walk. Trail they say, is a little Path towards healing. Still, walking on Nike Shoes does not make the shadows smaller Or the shade a little less. Victory is only gnawing A rope that slowly starts to shorten with... Continue Reading →

They called him “Sports Star”

Everyone called him “Sports Star”. He was unbeatable. Like the wind. Everyone was in awe of my elder brother. Everyone knew our family. Then there was an attack in our area. A Police big-shot was killed. All hell broke loose.... Continue Reading →


This was a song I wrote a few years ago with one of my friend's acoustic guitar when I was in Sri Lanka. The song was more of an acoustic composition that falls into my solo material category that I hope to record someday.

“…you must come visit me when I’m back home…”

It was 2010, and I was to meet his family for the first time. The moment I set foot into their house though, I knew.... this was going to be a lasting friendship. Appa approached me with open arms, warmth... Continue Reading →

The Obituary of Latha (The Elephant)

Latha was found next to a railway track Trunk butchered by a deep gash And the disfigured face in a pool of gushed blood And the carcass rotting ever so slow Making little boys and girls cry And a mile... Continue Reading →

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