Nash Thomas Poems
- The Real Fruit My father planted two Rambutans, On the back...
- Wonders Of Life Some will do wonders in life from nothing, ...
- Fact And Hypothesis -new- For a fact, There may have many ...
- Passion I see a man, A man of silence, A man of passion, ...
- The Science - A Myth Or A Real... The time has come, The...
- Heaven -new- Living in the land of inspiration, Living in the ...
- A Horror Memory Memories may be sweet, Memories may be ...
Born in India, Kerala at Kadammanitta in the Year 1979.He is a member of the Institute of Cost and Management Accountants of India, A statutory body set up under the Act of Parliament.Also he majored in Commerce from M. G. University, Kottayam.He developed a new theory to learn accountancy within hours 'Logical Theory on Accountancy, '.The book based on that theory in non-technical and ... more »
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''Many are in severe trial in life mainly due to three facts, ignorance, vengeance, misuse of power from the part of power and authority.''Nash Thomas, Kadammanitta, Kerala
''Love for love is rare to see, what we have been experiencing from the timeless time is meant for something other than true love.''Nash Thomas, Kadammanitta, Kerala
''Democracy without enacting No Fear Act is just like an autocracy with an awesome mask.''Nash Thomas, Kadammanitta, Kerala
''A nice word during dark time is like a glow worm in the deepest darkness.''Nash Thomas, Kadammanitta, Kerala
''Democratic country with colonial laws and taxation is just like the marriage of young man of twenty five with an old woman of over fifty. The purpose will not serve.''Nash Thomas, Kadammanitta, Kerala
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The Real Fruit
My father planted two Rambutans,
On the back side on our lovely home,
Thinking that would bear fruit in right time,
And gain a little by selling the same.
Days and times were passing,
It rose to fifty plus feet high,
Flowered many times at right time,
But, failed to bear fruits all the time.
But we aren't like to cut the tree-
For want of firewood,
Even if, we are short of it.
When it raises to heights,
Lovely leaves and branches raise in air,
Showing the gifted joy of nature,
We all filled with joy.
Air is lovely with the ...