The Evenings. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Likes the evening,
For a brisk walk through the road
And the footpath near the streams
That made for the farmers
To carry the manure in paddy fields
I likes to see the evening
The evening time that I prefer
The time to see the sky above sea
The pictures that drawn in the canvas
So much to walk in evening time
Where green colored frogs watering in my legs
The jumping little fishes in the stream
Eagerly looking to get it as the prey
The praying look in the faces of stork
They come in groups and sitting nearby
Nowadays the fishes and cranes have common enemy
A group of fish catcher birds migrated
Their crazy movements and sudden dips
And coming back with little fishes in beak
Tries to endanger the fish species itself
Like robber's attempt to plunder the wealth
They are not looking for other's wishes
Only try to grab the total of fish wealth
I likes these evening in this open space
Where the wind comes and wishes to me
The nature is so precious ever to enjoy.