Member Rara Avis
Mumbai, India : now in Belgium
Looking out of the window,
I saw a cute little puppy,
Outside, a wondrous rainbow,
The darling was so happy.
Playing with tufts of grass,
Butterflies flying around,
Lovely, jolly little mass,
Lolling, going round and round.
Seemed not to be worried,
By the world around,
Did not appear at all hurried,
By the commotion all around.
Black clouds loomed ahead,
Heavy rainfall, thunder aloud,
Terrible screech of tyres, I heard,
Spattered all around was blood.
The happy puppy was no more,
Lying peacefully was a dead puppy,
Serenity lost, sadness felt even more,
As I queried, can't a puppy even be happy?
Reasoning and logic has lost its meaning,
Death follows even the best of men,
For all, the rule is the same and even,
All I wish is the puppy goes to heaven!
A tear left my eye, rolled from the cheek,
Sense of sadness, feeling of pain,
Truth slapped me on my other cheek,
Even the heaven cried and poured rain.
Take each day as it comes,
Consider each day as a flight,
Try hard to succeed and fly,
Surely then you will reach some height.
But if by some chance you don’t,
Remember that tomorrow will always come.
Learn this well and learn this hard
That today’s efforts will pay for tomorrow’s fun.
A Crazy Monster, a.k.a Ski