'Kavugal'Kerala's own pride
The little forests, divine beliefs
Those saved these trees hitherto
The nice habitat for reptiles
The big and venomous snakes
The best of hooded snakes
Revered by offering eggs
Revered by turmeric powder
But the myths that can't follow
whether snake drinks eggs at all
But relevance of 'Kavugal'great
Those which protected by great men
The good heritage we followed
The little forests that gave clean air
The purifying air, the shades of trees
The easing heat, the good greenery
That I love these forest shades
And the simple hearts on mythologies
The anthills that turned into nesting
Of good serpents that we believed
When there an uncleanness noticed
They comes and punishes the guilty
More or less they makes fears in mind
The myths, ever in my mind in memories
That I love these 'Kavukal'little forests.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem