On a fine rainy day,
when heaven's elixir poured
on the roof,
I climbed to the attic
And found a box
with keys
without locks
There were keys that
Had opened locks
To the treasures of
old love letters,momentos
antique jars and pots
a huge coat
and a copper plate,
where the King had signed off
jagirs to the brave ancestors.
There were keys that
Had accessed to well secured
Documents of ancestral home...