Grave Yard. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Graveyard the great school for human thought
The grave yard a fit place for introspection
The entangled philosophical thought persists
Still the humans are bold enough to face
The challenge of life from beginning itself.

A graveyard where intrigues are ended
Where enmity have no relevance at all
Where the end result is the end itself
A new world of rebirth somewhere offered.

Before the return from the yard we begins
The day to day affairs of worldly matters
Surely that we see as the essence of life
The eternity we seek always a distant dream.