The Limitations. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

It comes to the mind the futility of ego
When it understands the weakness of world
Only a part of universe that too small areas
That is our own domain to play
If otherwise we have the domains in vastness
There the expecting egos of humans we can imagine
The little space we fills our ego and vigor
There we build castles and mansions with power
Not knowing the fact of littleness of mind
We are only struggling between, through out
The journey which otherwise we could change
A happy journey of life with lot of smiles.