The Will Of Nature. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..
The Will Of Nature.
Rotten leaves are crying
Their own imminent death they fear
The wind tries to pacify
We are leaving all of you
For the time being, but please await
There a time comes to all
When we are unhelpful
We have to execute the decree
In heights it written in golden letters
Hard rock plates that engraved
Death there is an end to all
Time stipulated only by me
The great will of nature wins.
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