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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

Broken Moon

I walked..
Through the night.
Being aware..
That this night..
Will be gone too soon.
The silence resurrecting…
The heart beats conflicting..
The steps followed..
Tears gulped as swallowed.
Laughter echoes..
Awkwardly knows..
The distant breeze…
Covering up unease.
Darkness confides..
Momentum hides..
I don’t want to go…
As the shadow walks beside me…
It’s not what you see..
I will always be there..
And more than anything ..
You have to outreach thee.
Broken is the moon..
Broken falls in tune.
But though broken..
The shining token..
Always defeats the unspoken me.

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