Author: Dhanuka Dickwella
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Que Sera, Sera
When logic fails and the “Sword of Damocles” hangs heavy over your head, sometimes the bravest thing you can do is let go. Explore why “Que Sera, Sera” isn’t an admission of defeat, but a powerful tool for survival and mental clarity.
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A Sri Lankan Paraya Dog in Montreal ( Part 2)
From Leyland buses to fenced dog parks: a Sri Lankan Paraya dog navigates Montreal’s kindness—and its quiet cages. A modern fable on freedom, family, and the price of safety
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The Undying Spirit
This powerful poem uses the metaphor of tempered iron and the image of the phoenix to celebrate the human spirit that remains unbroken, possessing a strength forged by mountains of trouble.
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The Living Cemetery: Why Airports Are the Saddest Places on Earth
Airports are theaters of cruelty, forcing brutal goodbyes at the security line. They are living cemeteries where grief is suspended, yet the emotional cost of connection is physically apparent.
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A Sri Lankan Paraya Dog in Montreal ( Part 1)
Petit Bouton, born to a nameless mother and 15 siblings in Colombo, was an ‘outcast.’ His daily life was a raw lesson in survival until an unusual encounter in a Sri Lankan street changed his destiny forever
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Metrosexuality Beyond the Deodorant Aisle
The definition of metrosexuality is surprisingly shallow. This critique argues that true self-investment requires as much effort in the intellectual gym as in the physical one
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Butterfly Mom
Pretty, pure, and cruel: the butterfly leaves her babies to die. A raw poem asking why innocence so often hides indifference, and who protects the helpless in an unkind world.
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The Beauty of Decay
Wars, austerity measures, revolutions… none of them can change the eternal transaction of the leaves. A philosophical contrast between the perfect order of nature and the chaos of human life.
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A Birthday Gift: Introducing Stories
The 11th of December is my birthday. As a storyteller, I’m sharing a gift: a new “Stories” category launching soon! Prepare for a journey with dragons to slay, lovers to embrace, and curses to be broken.
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The Airport
A nightmare it isLiving that momentThat I knew was comingFrom a time of a whileFor a father it isA tragedy struck uponPainful and heavyThe emotional floodingTurning her sweet faceWith a smile so pureShe said a goodbyeAnd went in to the crowdSeeing my daughterLeaving for a landFar away from meWas the true painI ever livedAirports are…