Errors And Omissions. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Too much steps I have walked
Too much errors may be there
Too much love that I got
But little love I have parted
Limited knowledge I have gained
My pot is little and so the contents
Too much pictures I have seen
Too much beauty there I experience
The artistic talent still far away
The word power that I see is valuable
The sun beams I feel always great
The moonlight I wish every day
The spark of awakening in mind expects
Too little that I grasp from the world
The limitation is large not adjustable.
Still I make little sounds in vain
The art of living yet to study
Where stupidity tries to chase me
But ever vigilant I keeps my mind
I know the world is great
People and the nature ever so great
The stars and planets the universe
All is beyond comprehension in little mind
A gentle and fair, modest living I likes.