Grouses Poem by Aparna Chatterjee

Grouses



Looking
Out of the
Window
I see
Houses,
Houses
And more
Houses…

Those distant
Faraway,
Diminishing
Trees…
Are asking me:
Where do we
Take our grouses? !

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Hardik Vaidya 02 February 2013

I loved this poem Aparna. Thanks on behalf of the leaves green, yellow, healthy, diseased, not to forget the ants, spiders, termites, butterflies and the aromas, the soul of the jungle.

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