A Different Friendship Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Ants made me friendship
Continues to be so
Provided, they seldom makes discomfort
Making safe heavens in my home
In my bed sheets and bed room
Or in the loaf of bread and butter
That I much likes to eat as breakfast
Ants my friends of trust in time
Never they have cheated the promise
They lives in separate spaces
They marches in long journey in discipline
I see their talks and body language
The sideways they changes to another
They may be telling the threats in ways
Or pointing to the safe place to hide
Like me they likes sweetish things
Unlike me they prefers the corpse to carry
And share in their own dominion of world
Unperturbed the feeling of the bereaved
Saying themselves this is the rule
The unwritten will of world here
Ants they continues their journey
Even in dangers they are united
Finds no time to cry or feeling threatened
They are not afraid of danger in ways
The signal system they have in apt ways
Apprehends the dangers except of humans.