I am the air,
I am everywhere.
I flow,
I know,
where to go.
I reach every thing,
I let creatures spread their wings.
I take the shape of the container,
Which you put me in,
But I can’t be limited by,
A small little bin.
When angry I become,
Then thunders, tornadoes, cyclones start to come.
At that time the fate of the world lies i my hands,
Great cities, flourishing metros,
Become ravaged lands.
There are some times,
When I become a disaster,
But most of the times,
I am a helping master.
I help bringing the clouds,
I help bring the rain.
I help the crops every year,
To grow again.
I blow myself at the windmill,
And stop it from getting still.
The electricity is generated by me,
Which is needed by appliances,
Like the T.V.
I help you all in many ways,
But I don’t have a fan following,
Nor do I generate a lot of buzz or craze!
By: Sargundeep Singh