Gangadharan nair Pulingat.. Poems

I can remember the drowning sense
In a little boys life event
When the river in flood and wild
There a country tied in tree
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A beautiful flower, out of the bud
Coming to the real world
Where happiness may we expect for eyes
But things makes worse for all
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A beautiful boat they made
For a great voyage around the globe
They filled with nicety of hopes
Good hallucination kept in mind
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Nomadic families their life situations
The disciplined life, satisfaction
What they receive they finds happiness
What they gets for their services
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Historical monuments and statues
The good emotional feeling they makes
What transpired the world before
What exists the world we lives
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Darkness, that makes invisible
The exactness of events of world
There we must get rid of darkness
That we have to keep up the transparency
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There the cows of the village
Goes to the cowshed they lies
The village cows while it is dusk
Opts for a retirement in sheds
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who is responsible after all
For the mystery the world follows
The untimely deaths reported in news
Who is responsible in any way.
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In the busiest cosmopolitan town
I drives my rikshaw in such a care
The people travels in my little vehicle
The confidence and command they gives
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Football matches a great event
And a play, in such a vigor
Competition between the teams
Makes it a wonderful play to see.
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