Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
Fishing In River From A Country Boat.. - Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
In a small country boat that I prefer
To have my fishing in a river
There I tries my luck ever
Where I likes to get a fish in my cover
The cover that made of plantain leaf
And I face the challenges of fishing
If I am luck enough, I can get a catch
The poor fish tries to escape from hook
Every one in the world tries for their luck
The world is the river, and we tries the best
But every one is not lucky to win
And a small number wins the game always.
In a country boat that I goes for fishing
In darkness of night there I sits in boat
The hooks with preys thrown in river
And waits the fish to catch the hooks for me
I know its slightest movements in silence
And the stars always makes a twinkle to me
In the night the sky is full of stars there
Where I tries to make them my friends ever
Stars, the brightest glittering there
The sky is still the mystery for ordinary men
Sometimes the ferocious water dogs plays in river
When I am feared their attack any time
There I keeps a strong stick in my hand
And tries to keep away the dogs a distance away
But in groups they are potential enemies
I myself will be a prey to them in fight
Men lives in this world with his own might
And tries to make the world his own sake
Is it proper, or improper, always we exclaim
The answer is still far away to be convinced.
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