A Life Story Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

In the darkness of midnight I came
The lonely darkroom there I born
There was a cry my mother says
The objection about the world I born
In the infinite of time there I passes
The life that gave me lot of things
A world of creative talents I met
A world of poetry that I cherished to read
The full proof of truth there I saw
The selfish motive of human seen
Where the night I felt always lonely
In the old dilapidated home I lived
When the honey bee found a place to rest
And make its own world of living in
The honey they kept in their own shelves
I kept my own feelings in the mind
But always hoped to write it plain
There I found excuses on laziness
In the darkness of midnight I born
Where an assistance of nurse was missing
Mother told the story when I became old
The village woman attended the delivery
She made special counsels in hymns
Never indulge in violence and make harm
The good name of father and mother highlight
In good deeds you perform little boy
Face the world of truth and find the truth
Read the epics and never make hate speech
All are equal believer or non believer
Worship in your own faiths and allow same others
Not to argue the ways of destiny and will.