Gangadharan nair Pulingat..


The Gruel. - Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

A full bowl of water gruel
Where the old man found happiness
A small jack wood leaf
Folded like a spoon he uses
And prays in silence and says thanks
For providing the minimum at least
For the survival of life in his old age.

Topic(s) of this poem: life


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Old age people and their life style.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 12, 2015



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