Owl Poetry & Prose

The Flailing Lotus

The lotus has been a symbol of many

The Buddha, the resilience of people, the ability to rise from the mud and blossom

Something beautiful, something of ours

Yet this lotus was hijacked in its infancy

In its pohottu stage

She was taken and raped by a group of sadistic men

She stands now a phallus against the gloomy sky

Injected with everything she never was – greed, deceit, thievery

A symbol of repression & depression

And she is flailing

Because this is not who she is

This was never what she was meant to be

She who nourished the people and who gave beauty to gloomy waters

Resplendent, iridescent and strong

Is now turning on herself as the flames of revolution fan her petals

And she is burning in almost a self sacrifice

The pohottuwa was never allowed to be

She cannot blossom in putrid waters, in the reek of nepotism

She will die only to be born

Pure again – left alone

Anichcha Vatha Sankhara



Meet Lilanka
“what is meant to be comes about of what one does”.
An eclectic personality with a penchant for creativity, Lilanka is an old soul who loves life, laughter and stepping off the beaten track. She finds joy in nature, travelling and venting her existential frustrations via her writing while calming her body with food and her soul with music. Her motto is – “what is meant to be comes about of what one does”.
A collection of eclectic expressions from life according to Lilanka Botejue. From her creative outbursts and passionate views to her love for nature, food, music and archaeology, Owl Muses is an attempt to capture these moments in time.
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