CREATIVE CHALLENGE: GROUND

 

An endless source for architects of mirages,

  Urban centres, stadiums, skyscrapers,

  Sometimes, I feel thirsty on the surface,

  Others, I get over drunk and end up hazardous.

Populated by colorful flowers

  I become beautiful at people’s eyes.

   Reptiles slide along me,  

Insects kiss me softly,

  Canines sniff me as if looking for something,

  Felines tread me with their paws.

 Often I am crushed by huge animals

 While others walk on me... gently!

  I’m foot printed by every kind of people,

  Aged, teens and kids,

Wealthy, unfavoured, celebrities,

 All of them need me,

Yet, very often I’m maltreated.

I’m the ground... cogitating!

  ©Belita

 

~~ THANKS FOR STOPPING BY ~~