The mesmerizing leather
in this placid weather
Sil, sitting in the gallery
making the monotonous tea
underneath the murky grey sky
spoon going round and round tapping sugary
and waking the brassy cup
Sil thought to glimpse up
cool winds running about his tangy hair
grey sky in the eyes glare
cucumber now seems hot
but that day the weather was not!
But, that, this, there Oh!
Sil! Oh Sil! the mesmerizing leather show
a beautiful architecture as if straight from heavens
came walking, he ravens
and the lead sky was there and then replaced
with that wonder of world
Sil thought, how beauty...
Oh! that spoon, the tea and the sugary
all screamed up, kissed his thumb
Sil thronged out numb
hot tea, impish spoon
waked him up, quite soon!
FOR WHAT WAS THAT WONDERFUL SKIN
WANTED SIL TO INSTIL?
to be continued...
