Pup In The Car Poem by vijay gupta

Pup in the car
See the pup
Who is peeping behind the window of the car?
Sitting in the lap of a beautiful young maiden
He is lucky one.
Plays with her beautiful curly hair & with her juicy fingers
Some times kisses her cheeks & lives in her arms.
She also plays with him because
he is like a toy for her.
And we pups are on the road lives always in hard ship.
On the earth & under the blue sky we are living.
No body cares us.
No body loves us.
We have to arrange our food from the garbage.
If some times any body gives us a piece of
bread he treats us as a beggar
No home in the homes of humans.
We always live in the colonies &
guard them but colonies are only for human beings not for us
Because we are puppies not as lucky as of
that pup who was peeping from the car.