Poothana a demon lady
Engaged to kill the little baby
The god in carnation Sree Krishna
Being the baby child lying in cradle
Fearing the death by the uncle Kamsa
The cruel King ruled those time
Asked to finish all male child
Being threatened the existence
The demon lady herself imitating a caring mother
Beautiful mother and went to the cradle
And tried herself to Breast feed the little baby
Which graciously tried to drink the Breast milk
Which was toxic with lethal poison
But god's wish is beyond the ordinary men
He took it as an opportunity and drank
And even the life of the lady ended there
And shown her real image of demon
The people cried at large and relieved
While seeing the smiling face of Sree Krishna
The little children are innocent
They always believes even the strangers
Their mind is with full of love and happiness
They takes every one as their own.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Truly, a child's mind is full of love and happiness. Loved reading the poem.