"Hey, Wash your hands properly Untiത it becomes asepsis!" It's not a humiliation or an absurd; To tell it often everytime! Yea, I knew you bathe everyday It's not enough, Be hygienic : Live! To feel the aurora of bloom To sing aubade at dusk, not to flout! I wish to see the change I dreamt; Immaculate wind blews at all: Foliage nourishes the torned hearts; Spotless body owns for all idyllic! To feel the freshness of natura, Be attendive to feel the purity; Lend a hand of Water, Overjoyed Not to dump, But to be natty!
സാങ്കേതിക പരിശോധന - Sunirmaes തീയ്യതി: 23/ 04/ 2020 >> രചനാവിഭാഗം - കവിത
