What Shall I Serve You? Poem by Valsa George
What Shall I Serve You?
For long, my house has been lying deserted
My gate has not been opened wide to let in anyone
No guest has so far come to visit me
Tired of distant wanderings
I have come here to listen to the beat of silence
Occasionally broken by the sound
Of laughing wings of birds, flying overhead
Here I have brooding shadows for company
Hermit like I wrap myself in my solitude
Now abruptly when you announce your arrival
I feel excited and equally perplexed
What shall I serve you? I am at a loss
My hearth has not been lighted for long
And my kitchen pots remain empty
I know I should serve you
Something chilled or warm
In my menu, I have a simple surprise
But not of the edible kind
Nor delectable to your palate
But as I have known you since long
I hope it will appease you
In poetry's platter
I shall serve my thoughts warm,
Garnered in the lonely hours
Of my solitude! The only dish I have!
And I am simply wondering what is keeping my host from serving me all this while. ha! Please Prof. Valsa, be quick about this service, because I am simply tired of edible foods. In all the homes, I visited, I have been served delicious and palatable foods, some hot, others, cold, some salty, some sugary...I cant continue like this, please serve me your soul food, the one from the bottom of your heart and forever I will remain in your home. Beautiful poem Prof!
And I am simply wondering what is keeping my host from serving me all this while. ha! Please Prof. Valsa, be quick about this service, because I am simply tired of edible foods. In all the homes, I visited, I have been served delicious and palatable foods, some hot, others, cold, some salty, some sugary...I cant continue like this, please serve me your soul food, the one from the bottom of your heart and forever I will remain in your home. Beautiful poem Prof!
You are serving the best thing to this special guest, poetry is close to your heart and that is what you are serving, nice one, thanks for sharing :)
What a unique and wonderful thought. Poetry can feed the soul, mind and body. Its wonderful attributes can make us full. Its encompassing features, we will never ask for more. A clever poem, brilliantly conveyed and crafted. To my Poem List.
Now abruptly when you announce your arrival I feel excited and equally perplexed What shall I serve you? I am at a loss My hearth has not been lighted for long And my kitchen pots remain empty......what a touching inscription with wonderful imagery! A beautiful poem with nice concluding is well executed.
Nice thoughts in the grocery of poetry is the best service to a special guest, but he should be a special guest like me.
you can’t fool me, Valsa, I know the groceries and butchers and bakers in your town. your house is FULL of delectable treats to serve whomever you wish! ! ! ! I shall insist on nothing less, as your guest, than a full menu of fine Indian foods. if I have to, I’ll put up with: Chinese, French, Italian, Brazilian, Mexican, ‘American’, Ethiopian, or Peruvian cuisine. you may read your poetry to me as I dine. bri :)
Thank you Valsa for this exquisite meal you have prepared for us all. 'laughing wings', 'brooding shadows', and 'poetry's platter' all have a unique and fulfilling taste. Now I need to read another of your poems for desert.
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12/5/2025 2:43:49 PM # 1.0.0
Really enjoyed this poem. Words are a great sustenance for the mind.