How The Life Itself. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

How The Life Itself.



Parents the worthy life they led
They lived for a betterment of their own children
When they grew and have strong wings
Fit for free voyage for their own bread
It is a good thing they appreciate
They knew well old systems are vanishing
And earning is essential for a worthy life
All things are became pretty costly here
And mere a village life with uncertain jobs
The life becomes miserable, and in penury
The wings are to be strengthened enough
To fly in heights and move far enough
It is the life that gives opportunities
In between childhood and old age work is precious.

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Life in familiy
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