The Real Escape. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

In this grassy wetland I resides
green colored myself to hide here
I fear for my life, so this change
Not on changes of beauty concern
Used to make sounds in night
To be alert my presence to pretty lady
That I wishes to love each other
Looks with caution and seriousness
My color that I can change in grassy land
And it is a pretty evening today
The evening sun likes me much
Allowed to hide in this grassy wetland
A big frog I am and goes with my plans.
There I fear the enemies who likes to eat
Though I can jump for a while to an escape.