Plastic Plants Poem by Vimal Kumar N

Plastic Plants



leaning at my couch,
i was watching through my window,
the rain drops dripping through,
they were wetting the leaves of a plastic plant,
poor plants they couldn't feel the drops,
or poor rain it couldn't convey its feel,
sometimes our heart is too like a plastic plant...

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Mark O'shea 30 March 2009

YOUR NAME IS LONNGGGG BRUV!

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