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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

Scared

Sweating the last drop..
He drags himself.
To the corner of the shelf..
Heart beats faster.
Getting short of breath.
He has to fight death..
Unknowingly alive.
After a deep dark dive.
The room getting darker..
But that isn’t scarier.
As long as there isn’t a tall shadow.
On the wall that swallows.
Making it hard to see..
Making it harder to break free.
His bruised knee..
Urging to flee.
As his body trembles.
Tightening the shake within..
Finding a way to a never ending win.
There lies the key..
Opening to the vast sea.
Emptiness wallows..
Shouting gets unheard..
Until ears ask him to stop being absurd.
There’s a leap.
That gets steep.
A final weep.
With sunset running away..
The moon shines..
Glistening his cry for a while..
With a sudden stop..
Fear ceases..
The breathing eases.
*Dedicated to the children who are tortured by wrong doers until they stop fighting back one day.

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