The
black spot and white puppy
Chained
by a steel chain roped to the pole
In
the morning sun rising to the sky
The
barking never stops...
The
Indian owner never care
The
neighbours surely getting annoyed
The
barking to be free of the chain
It
seems the owner never wants to see
When
the sun rises to the sky
The
heat rays hitting the road
The
black spot and white puppy
The
sound of barking never stops
When
the hot sun hit the road
The
owner finally shifts the puppy to his porch
The
distance barking can be heard
Until
night shadows fall
The
darkness of the night
The
silence finally breeds
The
dim light on the streets
The
warm wind blowing through
No comments:
Post a Comment