To My Leman(A Soliloquy) Poem by SYAM CHANDRAN PERINKULAM

TO MY LEMAN(A SOLILOQUY)

To My Dilapidated House
You Were Welcomed.
Your Ethereal Feet
Have Given A Celestial Touch.
I Heard The Harbingers Of A New Spring.
The Hootting Owls Of My Attic
Have been Becom e Chanting Doves.
The Rattling Of Utensils in My Kitchen
Have Started To Croon Thy Divinity.
The Taste Of the Dishes Genuflect -
to Your Divine Dedication.
The Gossamers Of My Old Walls
Have been Become Golden.
I Plead You…………………………..
Play Your Harp…………………………………..
To My Eternal, Imperishable, UnQuenchable, DisIllussioned
Ecclesiastic thirst………………………………

K.SYAMCHANDRAN