Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
Thunderstorm. - Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
Thunderstorms, please be some kindness
Not to get us frightened in dead night
Where we sleeps in the middle night
In our own bed rooms with so much dreams
The dreams of the world and beautiful creations
Where you have no a place to be dreamed
Only fears comes when we remember you
Only misfortunes in loss of valued human lives
Thunderstorm you change yourself a little mild
The heavy wind and lightening sometimes disturbs
We are so tender minded ones with fear syndrome
unless you show some mercy we are disturbed
Here we are awaiting the rains for water
Here we are praying for the good rains to bless us
No where we prays for the thunderstorms
only havoc you can make in dead night sleep.
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