The Tree And The Grass Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

The Tree And The Grass



I feel high thinking that I am held high.
I stay high refusing to be held low
I am shy doing anything so low.
Let me stand like a tree to break in storm.

I feel low unmindful of others’ frowns.
I stay low unmindful of others’ applause.
I am shy doing anything bogus.
Let me stand like grass to bow to the breeze.
09.10.2007

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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