Sevag builds, an exercise,
he has been doing for years.
His maiden attempt
a hall at the back of the house.
He minimised the expenditure
an extension resting on the compound wall
a lengthy one with a width of 10 feet
roof being tiled with old ones bought cheap
stand clumsy and shabby with coarse flooring
an evidence of his architectural skill.
The next one was a commercial
being in a narrow street
where people can walk easily
while cars could go in with difficulty.
Nothing much worthy there.
The second one is his own house
located on the dead end of the street
little crooked and prosaic.
Proposes certain decorations on the ceiling
merge not with the ambience
nevertheless, could be termed as a shelter.
The latest one is a house in his place
the land being in length with less of a width
has two windows high above
with the porch of glass.
Looks like a skinny man with scant flesh
Presents a gaunt appearance.
He takes pride in his skill.
Talks about his money and material.
Tells that he has spent millions.
People listen to him in awe.
Fortunate to have a coterie around
who nod their head bold.
He might indulge in many such constructions.
His place would commemorate his acumen.
Like those of the seven wonders of the world.
I see him walk with a peculiar gait.