Really Perceptible World. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The world we live a large home
Where we live in several rooms
The doors and windows tightly shut
Where open air is a distant dream.

The world we live in a big home
Where enough space to live in comforts
Still we feel discomfort and disillusion
Where we accuses the other roommates.

The world we live in a large vessel
Where the passengers in different moods
Some are happy and some are sad
Some are angry and some are helpful.

The world we live in is helpful to all
Still the people is in mutual distrust
Where distrust changes into enmity sometimes
And conflict is the result comes after.

The world we live and passes is great
Suppose a peradventure there exists
Still it is perceptible to human mind
The real destiny makers of this great world.