Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
The Dance. - Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
Do the demons acts there own
The dance of death there it persists
Unable to contain the human feeling
How cruel the world feels
Mindful happiness lost for ever
Is it wars or dance of death, wonder.
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