santhana louis

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My Dog 'Marcus' - Poem by santhana louis

During the old SSLC days
I remember having read
a prose in English
' My Dog Marcus'

Marcus grew up in a rich environs
Timely food, daily bath & cushioned bed
Dog used to go for a walk by the lake-side
very willingly with his master, early morning

after some days, it became lazy
wanted to avoid the early walking rally
he hit upon an idea to deceive the master
started pretending as if deaf - dumb, on rare viral fever

till then, Marcus was having exceptional gift of hearing
even, pieces falling on carpet, were for his instant grabbing

Marcus meticulously unfolded the drama
remained as a statue, at the repeated calls of the master
master was perplexed at the sudden strike of the sickness
and devised a counter to combat the foolish Marcus

from the next day onwards, the master & his wife
conversed in-between, by silent whispers, with broad lip movements
and pretended to be shouting, and quarreled in mute format
Marcus was confused and feared, he lost his hearing for ever

Two weeks passed - Marcus ears rusted in silence
at the end of the shock drills, the master as usual,
called the Dog by name, in slow voice, for morning rounds -
Marcus, at once, jumped out in front, wagging its tail in shame.

……..perhaps, with a firm resolve that he will
never again attempt such stupid game

Louis Santhana


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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 23, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, November 23, 2012


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