Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
The Consoling Act - Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
Severe pain in the legs
Wings are ready to fly
Somehow escaped from the captivity
The poor bird cried for help
In the middle of observing eyes
A consoling look, it expected
Wonderfully by the grace it got
A helping hand came to rescue
The poor bird allowed to fly
The life saved as a precious gift
Which it silently prayed as a gesture
Thanks giving to the unknown hand
The kindness in time saved my life
In fact it is the world situation.
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