The fulness of the godhead dwelt in every blade of grass.
The grass always seems greener on the other side of the fence. Many politicians promise green, green grass by blending niceties with delusion and by using alluring confidence tricks. They voice attrac...
Wind and breeze are separated todayCrimson twilight denies to fade away Grass blades turn brown to match the soilWe pretend to smile at every turmoil
And when I fall in love, I began, I will build a mountain to touch the sky. Then, my lover and I will have the best of both worlds, reality firmly under our feet, while we have our heads in the clouds...
It doesn't matter how green a blade of grass is expected to be, when it's already smashed beneath the feet.
When the grass is greener at other people's feet, it is not because the grass chose to take up that complexion. But it is because, they have deliberately irrigated it on regular accounts.
Yellow is the colour of the sun.Blue is the colour of the sky.Green is the colour of grass.Brown is the colour of your eyes.Black is the colour of the night.Orange is the colour of truth.Red is the co...
I want to lie down on the bench then, or better yet, on the grass, rest on something living and see if I can hear the dead underneath.
Do you have a personal mantra? Mine comes from a childhood song. "Wherever I go the grass grows greener.
Snakes hide in grass, people behind their lies.
You can judge me all you want, but it's just ridiculous coz we're both part of the same universe. Let's just ride the horses into the meadow and let them roll in the delightful grass.