By Bindu Unnikrishnan
It isn't about the green cover
not about my plants or trees
‘green with envy ‘ is what I mean
when I dance to my success and scream about my dreams.
Trust and strength is what one hope
to blow my trumpet with your mighty force
Where is the scope for envy then,
when a friend is with whom you bare your soul now and then.
When you showed my scars and laughed at my whims,
I started dreaming how to challenge it, and might as well win
I love to play hard, and dance to my tune
For my every win, I know you will cringe.
By Bindu Unnikrishnan
Wonderful 💯
Sweet poem
I started dreaming how to challenge it, and might as well win……….apt response
I love to play hard, and dance to my tune…
Love these lines