Pawsitivity

Pawsitivity

A Poem by JoSamarthi
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A dog's tale

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~Pawsitivity~

What do I know of misery?


Of loneliness and hunger pangs,


Of fights for survival or unhealed wounds,


Those blood-sucking mites know of my existence?


Perhaps not, cause they feed on parched bodies in yonderland


Lands I have never been a witness of, I have been protected,


By those hands which picked me up when I knew not of my existence,


my destiny was shaped, fed and well-taken care of,


Back-rubs and playmates, never-ending tales of family times


Laughter and mirth are my cues,


To roll over or give them my best beady-eyes stare


to ooze cuteness, to bring forth the child in them adults


Sometimes I sit by this windowsill , wondering about the doggoned mutts


of their existence in yonderland, of their pain, thirst, hunger and loveless life


Thanking my serendipity, grateful for those hands that picked me up


the gentle touch, the scratch behind my ears, the loving eyes, the familiar voices


Made me forget the doleful eyes that peered at me, through the rusted iron gate


the gate behind which lies a secret, a land I have been forbidden, protected from..


Yonderland, the land of the doggone mutts.....




© 2009 JoSamarthi


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Added on February 26, 2009

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JoSamarthi
JoSamarthi

Hyderabad, India



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