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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

Stripes

Stripes on my skin..
With a lustrous coat..
Like the sunset..
Groping breath behind bushes.
Flattering doesn’t behold me..
Cunning doesn’t uphold me.
Hunger has an unending thirst..
Wild has an unraveling outburst.
Snarling my roar..
Deafening galore.
Claws refuse but dig further..
As I start loving man slaughter.
Where do I sleep..
It gets worse if we weep.
Old bruises hard to heal..
A monster lurking under the veil.
The wind grows cold..
Last night it was he..
Tonight it could be me.
Hidden beyond sacred tunnel..
Is the wrath controlling.
Beaten helpless into pieces..
Until the screech echoes..
Now just ignores vows..
Made to save mankind.
*Dedicated to the man slaughter rising in Pandharkawada.

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