GRASS

Grass;

Always stepped on

But just one rainfall

Is its other life

It never gives up so far as the rains come in

Now I’ve found me a new role model

Every now and then

I’ll be like grass

And rise again

Wasting no chance

Defying all weathers

I’ll be that one

Who will rise

After every fall

Because I know

Legs can’t resist stepping on me

Like they do to grasses

And I won’t give them any satisfaction

By going extinct

Tags #SELF MOTIVATION, POETRY., strife.

By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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13 replies on “GRASS”

Just amazing! This poem rocks!

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Thank you Nico. 🙂 Blessings.

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Your seed was planted long and you noticed it’s buds . So you waited till those buds were fruit. Now you are ready for the harvest. This your time to bare the fruits.
A lost talent can not be
Success comes at the end when there are no regrets
Without risks there no rewards
Those who speak no nothing about you, only jealousy
Greatness comes only by trail and trail again, with sweat, late notes, words only half
There are no guarantees only uncertainty
But you have a god given talent and that is something that can’t be taken

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