The Bark Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The stray dog a she dog
Barking in high spirits
To the people going on road
They scolds and throws stones
The stray dog still in bark.

The sound is ferocious
Its action is speedy
Its barks, the people frightens
The stray dog continues to bark.

Asylum it got in neighbor house
The revered mother living alone
Slowly it made friendship
The stray dog got a home its own.

Biscuits and nourishing foods
Aplenty, the old lady gave it
The stray dog is so happy
It stopped the barking without command.

The she dog in high spirits
Slowly and steadily if became fat
Now she is not a stray dog
A beautiful dog itself it changed.

Lovers came from near and in distance
The she dog attracted them all
But fought with naughty ones
The quarrel sometimes in limitless.

The people agitated against stray dogs
The corporation engaged a dog catcher
He was such a man who can catch
And kill even the wildest of stray dog.

Tried his best to catch all stray dogs
Almost all dogs without licenses
Killed in such a speed and spirit
But he couldn't kill the stray dog
The one which came and got friendship
The love and affection, mother saved it.

Months passed and in years of changes
The old lady in such different ability
She was incapable to move here and there
The dog helped her as a close friend
Just like a good friend in time.
May be until the final day among the one.