Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
The Windows - Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
All windows of my room, I likes to open
Windows that brings the wind
The good breeze and feeling of good feels
Bringing the right sound of trees in winds
In the early morning the wind brings sweet dreams
How Can I close the doors of windows at all
When the open sky is ever likes to see me
As the sky is the benevolent caretaker of us
I likes the open sky and stars at night
To dream a good world of friendship here.
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