Gangadharan nair Pulingat.. Poems

Every village have a past history
Every place have remains of past
Be it structures, implements, or tools
Be it worn out tools of forefathers
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Beautiful shrubs grown in wild
Underneath there an empty space
In the middle a flat stone is there
There in the middle of hot summer
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Before you I opens my mind
Before you I tells my woes
Before you I submit my feels
Of everything in minutest ways
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I looks in the sky
It still looks so uncertain
To bless the world with showers
Rain still looks missing
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Beautiful wings, colorful feathers
That makes a bird so beauty
Strong and sharp beaks, with a shrewd look
That makes a bird strong to find the food
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Children, we likes them
Children, we love them
Children, we encourage them
To have a better future
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Experiencing a puff of smoke
That in a public place I fee
Most atrocious and indecency in behavior
So it makes me difficult to pass the way
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Opinions differ, ways differ
Views will diverge, ways are several
Then opinion essential, that too public opinion
Raise voice against the smoking
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He was in a little smile
Behind there was a boar
Explicitly telling the passers
Keep away from smoking
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Earth happily welcomes the rain
Slowly gives birth to new vegetation
Beautifully decorating the compound
Greenery it gives to make us happy
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