Poetry, By Nature..... Poem by Jayatissa K. Liyanage

Poetry being a ray of light
wouldn't deserve to be abode bound
While being soluble yet crystalizeable
It zests to be volatile and combustible

It appears once and disappears
instantly and momentarily, as it suits
It sleeps wakes walks runs flies
and even swims, as occasion demands

At every instance it opts to discrete
in any mode and every mood
It chooses, fittingly and wittingly
to fondle or wipe, tears on a grieved cheek

Next moment, fondles a mossed shrine
and again consoles a parting life at war front
While indulging a suffocation in a coalmine
Suddenly shares a baby's dream in a cradle

Being non-inhabitant but omnipotent
Inasmuch malleable, liquifiable 'n volatile
Let poetry be of its own,
to be like morning breeze, cool 'n refreshing