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Dogs greet, everytime, they meet, they meet, everytime, like the first time, pushing their, wet nose against you, to play, everytime an urge to, rush and stay.. while sleeping, when aproached, their tail, would still keep dancing, while digging their, sniffs onto their toys, they come to you, all jumpy and pouncing, with eyes seeking, approvals... They keep you protected, in a manner like, no one else, they check if you are okay, and follow you, to a cave or, a shabby mess.. They make requests, which even though, hit rejects, doesn't end up, reflecting stature, rubbing themselves, all over you, they sit alongside, as if they are, always ready for the ride, whenever... If it's late, They wait, If it's hate, They relate, If it's tears, They seek to distract.. Trust me, At some point they do, Have the power to read your mind.. They come to check, On you at night, They always acknowledge, That you are right, Your daughter just adores it's presence, Even though more ofte


I know I miss you..

As the dawn feels like drops of dew.
I know I miss you..
When dreams never seem to come true.
I know I miss you..
When I slip without your grip.
I know I miss you..
When there is a gap trying to fit in your lap.
I know I miss you..
When there is a sigh looking into my eye.
I know I miss you..
When you hold but my fingers are cold.
I know I miss you..
Yet I cannot even follow.
For you requested not to borrow..
There is no tomorrow.
Where Walking past will meet you at last..
Regretting attire sunsetting desire.
Accepting the fact that you caught me as a liar..

Thoughts By - Pratiksha Misra.


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