The Trouble Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
The Trouble
All are the friends to the wisest one
No one is to discriminate in this life
All are equal in terms of life
Some day or other passes in the oblivion
The truest friend is conscience
Where it guides as a clever charioteer
When the words are taken from mindful vocabulary
Pray to self to come the nice words
It is the life that teaches everywhere
Where words mistook and makes the trouble.
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