What We Likes. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The beautiful doves were in groups
Large in numbers and having good looks
They were feeling to be clever always
They can fly as fast as any other bird
They finds their own escape routes
And smells the danger on slightest movements
The cleverness sometimes makes them as preys
Where nets are put to catch them live
The good poacher waits in distance away
Making his wide net in perfect ways
With the grains spread in and outside
When in groups the doves comes to eat
One day a few of them sat in the tree branch
Distancing away from the majority of doves
They opted their own freedom in tree branches
The others fallen prey to the poacher's net
The freedom we humans likes to share
The freedom we must protect tooth and nail
Where the safety net is always to keep up
The most likely solution human likes, is freedom.