White Flag. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Evening sky the great canvas
The nature draws wonderful pictures
The wilderness of world, animals, humans
Unknown world of heavens and hell
Trees, mangrove, and flowering plants
Anything we can imagine those pictures
But one day I looked in the evening sky
There I saw the blood stained daggers
May be a nightmare of subconscious mind
But otherwise may be an omen on world
There I saw one day a man standing
In his hand a beautiful white flag
The picture was so amused in mind
I hoped it as a best one to assume
That all is not wrong, the symbol of peace
That demonstrates with white flag.
Smiling to the world to keep calm
And follow the path of friendship ever.