My Puppy - Poem by vijay gupta
My eyes were wandering aimlessly.
I was seeing every one,
But they were seeing to every one except me.
It was a grand party in my courtyard.
I say hello to some of them but they replied with cold.
Because they were interested in wine, meal & other important people not in an old man like me.
Suddenly my puppy came near to me and
kisses my fingers with love & went away.
He refreshes the memories of my young age when I was also important in such places but not now.
My feelings & heart is as it was before.
But people have no time & culture to nurture it.
It is sad.
But nothing can be done?
It is the matter of time.
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