The Cat Poem by Bideep Roy

the cat 
the cat sleeping on the couch 
dreaming of catching a big fat mouse.
I was walking in the garden 
loud noise of a thunder all of a sudden 

black clouds up in the sky
Making the past cleah vigil sigh,
Lordy of the bounces of the air,
That was a cry in an awoke flare.

I ran inside and shut the door 
the door rattled as the thunder roared  
the cat woke up and stretched a bit  
roam around the room for some meat

nonchalantly he moved through the room
unaverred by the outside doom.
I looked and him and thought of a new dawn
I dawn where I would reborn. 

reborn born as a cat
dreaming of catching a mouse big and fat.