“Weed me
Or feed me.”
Says the grass in the back yard
“you don’t need me anymore”
And I sit and smoke my cigarette
And I think to myself
The grass has a point
All things must die
“Weed me
Or feed me.”
Says the grass in the back yard
“you don’t need me anymore”
And I sit and smoke my cigarette
And I think to myself
The grass has a point
Tweaked Poems
Poems by Nipun Chawla
Where the heart, mind, and pen connect
The Poetry, Writing and Thoughts of Paul Adam Short
just let me uncover my lonely poetry
Poems I have written over the last 40 years. Enjoy!
Words From Her Life: Poetry on Love & Friendship
