Self Less Service.

The dawn the wonderful time of day
Wakes up all to the new day
The day which brings them happiness
Which brings them sorrow
The day which brings opportunity
The day slowly becoming to noon
When sun rays disturbs a little
And tracing a shade somewhere
The great tree likes to serve all
With suffering of sun ray and serving coolness.

by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

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HIS WORDS ARE CAREFULLY DRAWN OUT FROM HIS SOUL. SO TRUTHFULLY TOLD.
our grief falls flat and hollow upon the billion-blooded sea Beautiful poem shared. 10+++
'As our grief falls'! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
War, peace, love and hate life and death all complex issues with no black and white solution. Beauty of this poem lies in stark realization of some dark colors overlapping bright colors of life.
A brief poem by Bukowski makes all think about life in comparison with that a sparrow as far as what one has to do to a child in a philosophic way!
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