Posted by : RioZee Sunday, April 7, 2013

Poetry is more of the heart,

Very pained i feel today,

For the stray puppy, I saw in search,

His mother nowhere to be seen,

Ohh the silent cries he moaned,

Piercing every pore of my heart,

The bread crumbs That I placed,

The puppy, looked at them, and

In a silent sad face,

Sat down a little away,

I remembered the day,

Not so far away,

This same puppy had taken,

The bread crumbs of mother's share,

The mother too had silently stood,

Sacrificing her palette.

I stared at the eyes of the puppy, today,

The moistness in them had said,

All that can not be said.

I knew he would not be eating,

A single morsel today.

(Written for NaPoWriMo 2013 - 30 Poems in 30 Days challenge!)






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  1. touchy one Sir-g....
    we both posted 7th day poem almost in the same time :-D

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  2. Thanks Doc. Very sad it is,

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