Lekshmi Menon


Shades Of Reminiscence

Still do i see with my closed eyes,
A canvas of tiled roofs and cherished dreams,
Of aged casuarinas and evergreen tapestry,
Glistening grounds and roofs of sublime bliss.

O the temple of all my visions,
The gleam of all my lamps,
The wine of all my goblets,
The shelter of all my dreams.

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