Tuft of grass
dances merrily in the breeze
initiates a liveliness
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Tag: grass
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Roadsides and Waysides
Grass grows
on roadsides
on all waysides
needs little water
grows in abundance
green and lush .
Over and above
it looks lovely
when manicured
the roadsides
and waysides
have a dignity.
It is mere grass
treat not always
with contempt
adds
to the roadsides
and waysides
absolute charm.
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The Green Grass
I see the grass everywhere
with or without care
grows in lands bare
a lovely sight to share.
The green grass is thin
causesnot much of a din
finds itself into the bin
yet sprouts up again with a grin.
The tinier the grass seems
the stronger it is beyond dreams
spreads in a contagious scheme
gets rooted deep into the theme.
That way the grass grows
both in empty land and on the shores
either tended and mow
ed in a close
or left unkempt and left coarse.
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The Blades Of Grass
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The blades of grass so far gleaming and sharp shining with dew over them glimmering in the day light looks so pale and brown turned so for no rain withered and haggard they appear in the morning light . A noteworthy sign of prosperity
now to a dull dry coarse yarn render a feel of sadness in the tone there be a strain and a drain imploring for copious rain that play cats and dogs all through signifying a parched lifeless land.
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The Rainbow Effect.
The white cat on the red wall
jumped down on the green grass
beautifully kept with violets around.
It strode across the muddy path
leading to a magnificent golden court
where little girls in pink 
pinafore stood.
The girls were playing in the twilight
with the blue moon shining over them
as the black night slowly advanced through.
The fluffy cat hopped over to the blue waters
that lay little off the orange orchard
where her brown kittens loitered about.
Reaching the orchard she sank on the ground
as she being exhausted and tired
while the sky turned indigo as the night advanced.
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Flower, Grass, Tree And Man
the flower blooms
signalling prosperity
the grass grows thick
indicating fertility
the trees yield fruits
showing out their fecundity
the man powers his strength
destroying the fellow human
the one or the other thrives
not for their own
but to make others happy
while man gets stronger
turning his own breed unhappy
while tormenting the rest.
That is a flower
a fruit and grass
Well, that is also
the man at the last.
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The Grass Roots.
The little grass seen over there
dazzled with dew drops on its blades.
The green and silvery hue over there
set a picture of a lively glade.
The grass knew not it is going to be razed down
as a man was moving to the spot to cut it in haste.
The sprightly grass became nothing exposing the ground brown.
The grass lay down in heap assuming the expense of waste.
Nay, it did not lay thee for long under the sun
as a cow ,which was loitering around,
seeing the grass
walked towards it and started munching it with great fun.
With that the grass vanished from sight in a flash.
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Grass Grows.
Grass grows everywhere
It spreads across
once it finds itself rooted.
So goes on the grass growth
and grass looks a simpleton
with no frills and adorns
just a green blade
with a green shade
and the lively green renders
a lovely and cheerful gait.
The grass throngs with ease
but never comes up under shelter
It needs a lot of sunlight to grow
and grows with a fond
with a diversification around.
Grass, if well-kept, becomes a lawn
an if unkempt turns into a weed.
Well, everything lies in the perception
and the grass to is no exemption
The weed is extracted with care in plantations
but the lawn is taken great care in
parks and houses.
Grass has its own value and merit
vouchsafing its colour and verdant
The grass is green
as all of us know
It has a lustrous sheen
with a sparkling gleam
as the dew settles
on the blade glistening
like diamonds
which most of us not know
as we go ahead with our chores
working,eating, and sleeping
unaware of the beautiful parade
which Nature displays in the morn.
never calling for an advertisement
it happens in a regular
stream
with the stream we go out to the
next charming array of nature
where the blue waters of the stream
flows noiselessly into the mighty ocean
roaring with a hefty voice echoed in the mountains
that takes us to another form of nature
massive and royal beaming with pride
enfolding again a green luxury of trees
verdant and imperious providing
a feat to the eyes and assuaging the mind.
Well to the green grass sailed by the stream
and reached the mountainous top
all in one go awe-inspiring and exotic.
The auto gate stopped working.
Pressing the remote with force
tried the best to induce moving.
Lo! it creaked hoarse.
It remained stubbornly stuck.
It was late in the night.
Shook the gate with a pluck.
It remained fastidiously tight.
Afraid to stand alone in the lane.
as there started thunder and lightning.
Lost patience and soon became insane
Heavy torrential rain started pouring.
Fully drenched I kicked the gate.
It was as adamant as a mule.
Cursing badly the fate
Got hold of a rusty tool.
With the tool lifted the railings from below.
Dried grass and leaves lay settled there.
Pulled the coarse stuff from the hollow.
It gave a clearance without a snare.
Drying my hand with a tissue.
Wiping the water from the face
expecting no probable issue
pressed the remote in phases.
Slowly the jam got released.
The gate moved with hiccups.
I was immensely pleased
as the gate went through a lap up.
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