Lantern Story Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

I am the lantern
The good old lantern
But so much is damaged
Dumped in heaps of abandoned.

Do you remember me, the lantern
The good old lantern
Gave you a good friendship
Of light in darkness
The dark foot path we traveled
As a close friend and helper.

I am the lantern
The very old lantern
The kerosene lamp lantern
Hanged in front of your home.

You need not remember me
But I was the trusted friend
Your forefathers believed in me
In nights I showed the brightness
A little kerosene for my drink.

The brightest lanterns wayside lamps
The pathfinder of pedestrians
Saved from the robbery in nights
The wild animals visible in darkness.

The humans and the characters
Ingratitude sometimes
The ways they passed over
The friends in their helps
Forgetting sometimes, a sadness.