O Keats! Poem by Gajanan Mishra

O Keats! O Keats!
John Keats, Do you know
What is home?
Do you know where is home?
How dare you say
Pleasure never is at home!
I know, I know, home, home,
Sweet home, there is no place
Like home. Here at home,
There is love, there life,
There is truth.
Let me salute you
For the sake of this truth.
I find no war, no torment,
Here at home, we meet each other,
We live here together
With our mind mature.
Here is lily, here is lotus,
No frog can deter us
And here we get everything focused.
The honey-bees and the sweet-birds
Are always here,
And I find here all pleasures
And all cheers.
Let us come together,
O Keats, O Keats to see
The world's wonder.
Here at home, there is
Our father, our mother,
Our sister, our brother,
and we share all nectar,
And here we live without fear.