Ramita
Ramita
Sep 7, 2018 · 1 min read

The god in you

The colourful sound

from the garbage bag was found.

You came rolling over

The pink white nose,

the smoothness it bore,

got rubbed with your mini paws.

The velvet soft fur

got drenched in the shower

along with the dirt from the bag.

Sverely spotted with grey

was your chalky white clay

You came mewing up to me.

The softness you show

With the little tail to and fro

I was amazed with the look

You gave no option and so I took you up. My palm was warm and full.

My friend, you seem more than the lamb. But the world would soon throw god away from you.

Damn!!!

Ramita

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Ramita

a dreamer of stranger worlds