Messenger Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The wind carries the message
That passed through the past
Through centuries and billion years
The message every where it gave
See humans I am the wind the messenger
I am entitled to advise you
Your own faults you make the pits
That makes you so hurt and injured
Keep my advise everyday you remember
The world is not an end but a start
Life in this earth is not the end
There it is only a start and more to see
Love and make friendship between nature
And contribute your self for better things.