Gangadharan nair Pulingat..


The Silver Pot. - Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The milky gruel poured in a plate
The silky clothes the child wore
The milky gruel in silver pot
Everyone wished the silver pot
Carving of bright silver it shows
Marvelous pot and silver plate
The king likes to drink the milk
The silver pot boasted to copper ones
The King likes to drink in night
In a silver vessel the pot boasts
The milky gruel poured in a plate
The domestic cat came in night
Slowly moved near the plate
The light heated milk she found
One, two, three times she drank the milk
A near sound of steps it heard
Ran in fast and escaped from the scene
There she may get a blow from guard
But no one bothered to find the cat
The silver pot with milk took back
To serve to the guest an emperor
Unknowing the events he drank the milk
The silver pot exclaimed in wonder
And boasted his achievement of goal
Silver, it is more than gold, so he told.

Topic(s) of this poem: silver


Poet's Notes about The Poem

A story of silver pot.......humor

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 17, 2015



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