I Lazily Turn The Pages Poem by sundaram chandrakalaadhar

it is the concise English dictionary;
the last page says '550 sir! ' in mini voice;
i make a measure of me -
would i have garnered words worth
at least 50 pages' space
in all these 50 years
of my international-marriage
to this bride from foreign shores?
strongly doubt even this humble measure!
do i know the full depth and width and confident ride
of each word within this beggarly ambit?
again a giant 'no ' with a drooping head!
what courage then have i
to express my thoughts -
that bloom with all fluorescence and fragrance
in the poetic gardens of my native tongue -
in this poorly acquired overseas skill?
yet i do, hoping some forbearing souls
beyond the roaring seas and mighty mountains
would tune their sensitive ears
to the central throbs of this heaving heart!