Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
The Sentient Being. - Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
Humans ever a sentient being
Where his thoughts are the future
The happiness he traces everywhere
Through the letters and spirit he enjoys
And passes through the world as a wanderer
The end result of life itself to ascertain
Through the wrongs and right actions it makes
He can be a good human being, by good deeds
Alas he can also make disastrous mistakes.
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