Where The Song Poesy Is Sung.. Poem by Laxman Rao

Where the song poesy is sung
There my tune ever will be hung.
Every of his, whose passion is poetry
Ever will be- mine a devotee.

A day will arise & that day will be mine
Where I'd be the every beam of every ray
Gleaming on this agonized earth
In vain glory and in vain mirth.

Under what compulsions I've this writ
I knew no, of what pride or for what fame?
In which ecstasy or of what grit!
Yeah poesy! I swear mistake me not, it's not my aim;

Thou my bewitched meal of my starving soul
I'm a speck of thee & thy my whole.