Grass Poem by smriti chhibber

Grass



In Storms Strong Trees Get Blown Away
And Even The Big Cars
But Strong And Simple Thing Remains
And It Is The Thing Called Grass

The Grass Sometimes Grows So Long
And Is Found Everywhere In The City
It Is So Plain And Strong
And Symbolizes Simplicity

The Grass Is The Thing Of Nature
Whose Rules Are Few And Plain
And If Anyone Even Stands On It
Even Then It Will Remain.

Tuesday, July 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: small
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