Lacks Reliques Are Re-Leaking Lax: Better Be Relaxed! Poem by Erhard Hans Josef Lang

Lacks Reliques Are Re-Leaking Lax: Better Be Relaxed!



There seemed to have been something lacking yet in life eversince
In the midst of all those things around,

Even before that great damage had been done and
Interiors along with a lifetime's treasure inside the house knocked down to the ground,
Either given away as tokens of neighbourly spirit for souvenir hunters, if not
Burnt on malignant iconoclastic pyres outside in the garden,
Or sold out to antique connoiseurs with money in town.

But lo, in vain they strove to hurt the good man:
I'm doing finer now than even before,
As if the essence of pagan dictionaries and of
All books lost only now have
Started to well up in a dis-onerated mind.

And how we got ourselves refurbished in this
My little stow-away room
Inside my own home these days!

With the whole house now
Whitewashed hospital-clean, its former giant living-room, after being
Stripped nearto bare-empty
During that short fatal absence of mine from home -

The door keys left to the care of just the wrong hands - now being

Aired with a hive of waspy buzzers from the wooden old air-con box, while
Slowly replenishing with plastic wastes, where prior
Mystic spirits and high philosophic moods reigned,

My little stow-away room, in which all these moods of yore and a host of fresh spirits of home, now
Come flaring up even denser, since physically more compressed,

- Whereas before I used to say:
A man with wide outlooks also needs to live in a big room for a home - by

The gimmicky help of a cut&soldered make-shift plug-in wire,
A handy phone, a remnant player and a set of tiny speakers,
Excellent Russian rock-orchestras with splendid extended tones to make ring off,
Recordings of hottest tunes live,
And a mind set-up like mine,

Now at times does even sound off all the more inveigling or gooky
Than with complete equipment as before,
Whenever I wanted it to,

To joyously, at times, be dancing with the lively spirits and moods of mind.

For the strong at heart will always survive.

-

dedicated to a renowned physician in town

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tarun Sharma 20 September 2008

NICE DIMENSION! RGDS

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