The Undying Mansion Poem by lalitha iyer

I have a room
in your heart
I swept it with a groom
made of sentiments intact

I have a chair in your care
I sit upon it and watch with queer
the world you walk across
I too skate down your emotional straws

I have a mirror in your care
which reflects the beauty found everywhere
green and blue, birds and trees
fragrant seasons and fashioned weathers

I have a way in your heart
that I cross every moment of bark
when I beat retreat from the world around
I take refuge on the way of larks

I have a smile inside your looks
a smile that instantly changes its hooks
and meets me in comforting tongues
to cheer me up when I sink into the glooms

I have a hand extending from you
when I drown to catch that fast
to touch it to forget the numb feelings past
to rub it to warm up my freezing body parts....