Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
The Stolen Bangle. - Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
The child cried aloud
As if there is distress it suffering
Tears that fallen there
Something miserable that happened
A crow that sitting nearby tree
Looking the child's cry it seemed
And after a while it came nearby
Which carried a golden bangle in beak
And put it near the child
As if to return the stolen bangle
The bangle of the child it was playing
Tactfully took away by the crow
As it resembled something to eat
The clever knew the cry of the child
May be aware of the child's behavior.
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