Puppies In The Park

By Brinda Chakraverty

A simple stroll in the neighbouring park,

There it lay, a shawl, beside the bark-

Five shadows wriggle and start to move,

The new smell, they seem to approve…

The quintuplet emerged, blinking at the light-

Their playful nature kicked in, and they began to fight…

The enticing tempting aroma of the parle-g,

Paused their fight; and they pounced at me…

It took, what felt an eternity to fend them off me,

Their happiness knew no bounds; you’d agree!

The black, brown and the white amalgamed to,

Joyous emotions, loyalty and bonding true…

The sun by the horizon, with a smile, sunk behind-

Wordlessly stated: all living has a certain task assigned…

Once completed, you descend back into the sea-

Satisfied, glorious and free…

By Brinda Chakraverty