The Happiest Ways. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The parrots which lives in nature
Maintains their own color complexions
And tells the stories to themselves
This beauty indebted to this world itself
Though we lives in wild, the nature protects
It gave us lot of freedom and similar greenery
Our wings are intact eye vision perfect
The beautiful beak in poet's words
How it came or colored we don't know
Or told us by the mother who gave birth
When she laid the eggs in their own places
In heavens the beautiful artist made
This color complexion no one can imitate
We tells the stories of jungles, and fruits
And quarrels often which is so amusing
Thank god, here it is a ripe mango
To eat and take rest for some time
Or to perch ourselves in tree branches.