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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





There needs to be a home, that will take me,

That will sound familiar, that will have the faces from whom I learnt to grow up with...

They will know what I want to say,

They will always ask me to stay,

And will stare at my steps as I keep walking through the door..





I have lost my way,

I can't find the house,

There are blinds on windows,

There are whispers like a mouse chasing me away..

Who are you?

Where are you coming from?

What do you want?

They keep asking..

And I say nothing,

While they shut the door,

as I still keep standing

next to no more...

*pic courtesy - pinterest-


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