He turned to me,
and I saw eternity
sparkle from the
jaded eyes.
My dog,
he is old now...
He looks up with fear,
his twilight n my shadow
he loved to growl at,
occasionally smile at, too.
My dog,
he limps now...
The longing remains,
in his eyes,
he wags nervously,
lest I bring love.
My dog,
he loves to be patted, still...
But, I crave his anger,
his young arrogant growl;
he has never bitten my bait,
can never ever, now.
For he is old now,
my dog, Oh god!
2 comments:
You really loved and were attached to Thy Jackie dear...
Time...Sometimes Stupid Time
Yes Deeso. Time can be harsh. And we all will reach the stage Jackie is now. I look back to simpler days now that I am in kochi... When I hear the waves crash I think of the days when I was as happy as bustling as the waves. Then again, time changes the tides and I have ended up being far away from the sea as well as many things I hold dear. But life has to go on
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