Treasure Island

dr.k.g.balakrishnan kandangath

(24-11-1944(real) 24-6-1944(official) / Keralam, India)

Verse- 7


Ayyappan Master-drkgb
==================

“Loot not; shoot not;
Flirt not; bluff not;
Also booze not, my kids! ”
Our 4th Std. master once told us.

Then he explained:
-“Thus taught the religion.”

Now the gurus;
Exemplify self;
The opposite;
So the kids!

O Mom,
Laboring self day-night;
Are you aware of this?

Ayyappan Master,
Forgive us;
Still we are more religious!
====================
2-1-2013

Submitted: Friday, April 18, 2014
Edited: Saturday, April 19, 2014

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Topic(s): love

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Verse- 7 by dr.k.g.balakrishnan kandangath )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Little Fishermen, Edgar Albert Guest
  2. Snooping 'Round, Edgar Albert Guest
  3. The Father Of The Man, Edgar Albert Guest
  4. The Tramp, Edgar Albert Guest
  5. Curveless journey, Pranab K. Chakraborty
  6. Shut-Ins, Edgar Albert Guest
  7. The Right Family, Edgar Albert Guest
  8. My Big Brother, Edgar Albert Guest
  9. The Old-Fashioned Cooks, Edgar Albert Guest
  10. At The Summer Cottage, Edgar Albert Guest

Poem of the Day

poet Henry Lawson


The old year went, and the new returned, in the withering weeks of drought,
The cheque was spent that the shearer earned,
and the sheds were all cut out;
...... Read complete »

   

Member Poem

[Hata Bildir]