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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


Ears closer to his heart
While Fears settled inside the cart..
A hollow wind
And a subtle tint..
Afraid to touch
But not so much..
As eyes narrated
Worries agitated..
A free mind
Away from the grind..
Holding hands
As fingers talk..
Abrupt footsteps
Stealing a walk..
To return where
The journey stir..
Even though bleak
Couldn’t hide but speak..
Empty clouds descended
Pathways pretended..
Closing eyes gulped tears alone.
Slept dead till dawn
Till she woke up to be called Unknown.  

Thoughts By - Pratiksha Misra


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