For Human Happiness. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
For Human Happiness.
Cozenage in money dealings
The human relations becomes different
Sometimes makes quarrelsome
And even manhandling occurs
Man likes to be get coziness
The real happiness of mind
Making unnecessary problems
And cozenage like vice habits
Where we see it is dangerous
The happiness passes away
The cruelty takes place in mind
To take revenges on others
It makes the world so uncomfortable.
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