The Safety Life. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

I forgets the past, the past which is gone
I forgets the present, the present which acts
I expect to forget the future, the events awaits
In the world, the things are not easy
For a human mind, the weakness of mind may be
I lie in the home just like in a cocoon
Though I imagine of the clamorous sounds
That comes from the distant where I can't identify
I prefer the present dreams in my cocoon
Where I think it is more in comfort than conflicts
And to compete in the world that there appears.
In fact every where people likes safety.