Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
The Greatness Of Morning Time. - Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
I likes the mornings
That gives me lot of pleasure
A new day it offers
And new hopes of life journey
The morning sun smiles me
My dear child, go ahead with your life
I am always with all of you
Nothing to fear in this world
The birds prays in beautiful sounds
And takes their own opportunities
The life is to be begin from morning
And the morning always delightful
An unwanted visitor sometimes a problem
That too in the morning time
So many things to be done, accomplish
Where my planning is done in morning time
The time is limited that I knows
But the real pleasure of life is its limit
The unknowing limit of time we gets
I starts from my prayers in silence
The vibration of nature I hear
The greatness of world and its welcome gesture
The helpless humans, entitled to enjoy.
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