Ancestor Home Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The ancestor home very old one with tiled roof
But precious woods used for its wood works
Old is gold some said but old is also nostalgic
The ancestor home remembers the heritage we proud.

Through the heavy doors and strong windows
They protected themselves from intruders and thieves
Safety and security was their sole criteria and concern
Old ancestor homes are designed in such a way

No modern engineering data and designs adopted
The village carpenter of eminent one's mind
Made a beautiful ancestor home for the entire family
without sufficient windows for circulation of air
Safety, security and secrecy of family the concern

The younger ones suggested a change in modern times
They designed a beautiful concrete home in its place
Enough to ventilation, and lighting arrangements
Liberal were they, donated their maximum of money

The crucial day of demolishing the structure came
The old grandma cried aloud while seeing the scene
She was in a coma for some time owing to the destruction
Of the old structure in which her dreams were shared.

Years passed there came a beautiful concrete structure
With enough space to reside and with spacious hall
But something is missing in my mind while it sees
In my inner mind and spirit there exists the old one
I know change is a natural law and to be accepted.