Gangadharan nair Pulingat.. Poems

The rose bud is opening slowly
The beautiful colored petals comes
The rose proclaims the world of joy
The rose makes its own love feeling
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Happiness everywhere I traced
The happiness in life that liked
Every time it missed from me
Still traced as an attempt to recovery
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It is only the hope that survives
Unless there is hope
Shred of hope in problematic life
Every thing becomes difficult to face
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How you feel the morning
It is fine, the answer
Since morning that arranged by nature
With hope to live everyone with happiness
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Love a wonderful emotion
That humans carried the messages
For a beautiful family to create
The greatness of love well proclaimed
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Death, are you an unknown visitor in homes
Where everyone tries to avoid you as a guest
Without a prior notice you comes
Without knocking the door or calling bell
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When he returned to his native village
After long years of foreign life
The balance effect of old age
The nostalgia on his memories
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The river tells the story
In silence to the adjacent land
I took refuge in you for long years
And hugged you in such feeling of happiness
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Here I waters in my garden
The beautiful plants for colored flowers
Today I sees the buds on my jasmine plants
When it will blossom I wait to see
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The monsoon rains missing
Rain god in rage to humans
Where paddy fields are dried up
The frogs in ponds saying the truth.
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