A Feeling! Poem by Navod Jayasuriya

I woke up on a Sunday dawn,
And wandered out of the cabin holding intentions,
Of beholding lively visions.

A contemporaneous series of events brought pleasure,
A moment brimful of felicity that I had never measured,
Such a comfort derived from mild weather,
And the beauty of sunrise which resembled no other.

A solitary life dwelling in a dell,
Was a choice which left upon my will,
Then turned towards the path of paving,
Adorned by the ecstasy of the living,
Which is betwixt the dale and the city.

A delightful scene, even at the eventide,
Full of remarks by the demeanours of birds,
Embraces of the timid paramours on the benches beside,
Which evoked me of a simulacrum in the city's coastal side,
An immense pleasure of being a witness to a scene,
Which was almost bedecked with manifold flowers.

A crooner with a voice soft and smooth,
was highly adored by a crowd of youth,
And surrounded by a bevy of beauties all around,
Which I could perceive them on a grassy mound.
He was palying a role in a lovely play,
Which was a well-suited scherzo for that day.