Sunday, June 12, 2011



A dog in street, my pet,

Returning after a few days from tour,
I see him in a corner,
Low & depressed.
He runs towards me,                                        
His joy displayed,

Making me feel wanted.
Just loving and wanted to be loved.

He does it by waggling his tail.

I too like him
Missed my loved ones & their love,
Feeling low & depressed.

But I couldn’t waggle my tail.
Suffering silently….

What stopped me?                                                             

But no more. 
I now know,
To waggle tail
is to surrender 
to HIM.

Written for OSI Prompt : Miss (long for)
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