I Am A Blade Of Grass

I Am A Blade Of Grass short poem

Uploaded by Subhani Rath

I am a blade of grass,
Green from inside out, I am a small fragile life.
The relentless scorching sun sucks every bit of life from me,
The rains drench me from root to leaf;
The wild animals crush me underneath their rusty feet;
The men mow me from underneath the soil.
The dew drops fall heavily on me.

But I still flutter with the passing wind which caresses me everytime it passes through me and my soul
Sometimes I open myself to the lovely red beetle to devour on me.

I am a blade of grass,
I droop with the sunset with a promise to bloom gracefully with every sunrise.

I am a blade of grass.

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