Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The Medium. - Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

My views are becoming colored ones
When I looks through the colored glasses
When it tries in open air and to open sky
The color that sees is always in proper one
Unless something errors to eye
The vision is ours and decision is ours
But medium is the thing of wrong signals.

Topic(s) of this poem: nature

Poet's Notes about The Poem

It is the plain looks without barriers visible the things in proper form.

Comments about The Medium. by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

  • (12/7/2015 4:15:00 AM)

    Short and sweet meaningful poem. Medium of expression is always important though the thoughts and opinions expressed therein may belong to us.
    Enjoyed reading the poem. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 7, 2015

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