Sharing with you my entry poem for the Poetry International Contests

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I am glad to share woth you my entry for the poetry international contest. I need your feedback, my dear friends. GREEN, GREEN GRASSES Green, green grasses, you delight my heart You look magnificent and are glorified by your pure scent Tempests may come and go, but you always renew Are you shy and timid, or just a semblance of purity? Your ancestors may turn brown and be buried in the ground But your descendants emerge from the golden and scattered roots The sunshine is your source of strength, and the wind is your breath The rain is your powerful friend that lets you sustain You may be small or tall, but you are vast and wonderful People may dislike, ignore, or want to erase you from their sights But they do not know your might, and you fight But you understand their fright Your thorns are razor-sharp, and your leaves itch their skin That could create a deep wound But for the animals, you are so tender, not a foe Green, green grasses insects play hide-and-seek Even snakes adore your shades and turn their skin green to help you mend From the cruelties of the passers spitting, throwing, burning, and thumping you in madness Green, green grasses; I see the dewdrops They are like teardrops, pure and clean You amaze my soul once in a while You refreshed me and constantly swayed your leaves in love I want to touch your leaves and smell your hay Wishing someone would create a road at the center of your solitude To feel the presence of humans who are not all unkind and toxic Some of your generations serve as food for hungry birds Pricking your sweet leaves and gently devouring the sip Some of your kind have hard-to-trip bodies covered with itchy prunes Some people want to see you invisible; their eyes are blind to seeing you cure Your breath, people breathe the air that carries them to their lungs They do not see or feel it, but disregard the source and origin From the green, green grasses that exude life Green, green grasses, you embrace the earth, the universe of mankind You cover the land, but your residue returns to the now-barren fields The impact is so rare because you fertilize the land, the source of life You adorn the land untilled by its owner Bad occupants retreat, for you are there with vast accomplices That withdraws the whims of the intruders They cannot eradicate you with their filthy hands You are magnificent, it is hard to uproot your roots with their bare hands The smoke may spread, putting people at risk if intruders use force to burn Thus making the scene fantastic, the real owners will be quick to rescue you Bad elements may seek help by hiding in your thick shadows But your thorns and itchy leaves denied their refuge and made an exit Green, green, grasses, you serve many purposes One thing humans must not forget to assess That you are the semblance of life, hope, and prosperity You are a true creation of God, the immortal One And as you kiss the setting sun, your remnants follow your footsteps Helping humans to feel life, aspire to hope, and enjoy abundance till eternity You are the East and the West conspired by the South and the North That is how vast you are in the universe of the immortals Storms may rock you, but they can never carry you away From the face of the earth to serve humanity You may be wrecked, but the next day you will be green and green again Because…. You are LIFE.