Jayachandran Chakrapany


Though Me a Grass.


Perhaps I am only a grass
Living on the top of this hill
Trees here may think
They are taller than me
Million, trillion and zillion
But they are beneath me
As they cannot survive on the top
Don’t have me any fear on hurricanes
Heavy rains or floods
I am always safe here.
Indeed I am the first one here
Blessed with the first ray of sun
And it is me the first get a feeling
Of a feather touch as soon as Moon
Appears and I am always happy
As getting the kisses of Breez continually
Decorated with golden pearls at morning
And brighten with a silver crown at night
I am living here as a queen
But the world always calls me as a grass

Submitted: Thursday, July 18, 2013
Edited: Friday, July 19, 2013

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  • Bronze Star - 6,845 Points Valsa George (7/27/2013 12:19:00 AM)

    There is greatness in littleness, if we can find it! It is all a matter of perception and attitude! When blessings are counted, the grass won't regret its puny existence and aspire to be a tree! Enjoyed! ! (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,157 Points Dinesh Nair (7/25/2013 9:01:00 AM)

    While the theme and rendering of thoughts have splendid charms to boast of, I am afraid the the title of the poem needs to be immediately edited/changed... THOUGH I AM A GRASS is apt and British. Take it right and light Jayan. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 6,930 Points Ramesh Rai (7/25/2013 12:13:00 AM)

    An ant is more stronger, more hard working, more safe than an elephant. about a grass on hill top is most luckiest than all other plants of forest. great write with a great and deep meaning. thnx for sharing. (Report) Reply

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