Green turns grey

Green turns grey
Not at the bay
But as the prey
on the way
They cannot be the shade anymore
They cannot be the bade anymore
they cannot be the food
for the hood
their dreams to fly high
by the sigh
of the one who sleeps them
are burnt
for worn-out deeds
of the greed’s
As if no words
to the lords
they turn grey as their prey
for their gay
at the end of the day

You should feel some difference with the title of the poem as it was the theme for versification competition at school..well  I do expect something,even if  I know expectations make us sad….the result will be out soon..just can’t wait any longer 🙂

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