CONCH
CONCHLike a white bird of its special kind
A shell very charming spiral form
Living in sea bottom a long period of
Fifteen years more than
Hunting fisherman brought out with its life
Having removed the flesh inside cleaned
In special treat gave a piece, like a gift
Which is a wonder the spiral is right side
As it is giving a sound voice perpetual
While keeping near ear that is unusual hearing
Making a mind clearance towards
In peace and goodness to regulate system
Conch-man made a small hole at its
Centre point very nicely and doing
His blowing air from his mount
Firmly, it is a wonder a voice of big sound
Has been spread around as herald to announce
Some message to public
Same sound is spread at the house of death
Of a person
It a sound phenomenon visualized in those days
It was made use in battle field to begin in
The order and also at the time of closing
Battle of the day
It is a fine shell white of its kind never lost
Its whiteness even burnt in fire, the contents
Of it is showing its purity always like a cultured
Human in our society
In Hindu temples one can see that Pandits used
To pour water from holy river on the shrine to do
Abisekam, that means to flow water on the head
Of the shrine to spread and clean shrine of worships
It is a rare one may bring happiness, luck and all
When it is kept in your home, always pronouncing
The voice of Ohm….
To full in the air around
Thank god, it is likeable by everybody by its
Presence itself
-AYYAN- 25092010
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