Warfare Poem by jagathi dhaathri

WARFARE
Here he comes
With his silent shoes
Wearing a weary smile
On his desolate face
He looks for me
Here and there
His eyes go
Round the room
He quivers
Not finding me
He runs out
Shouting my name
And the hills echo
He weeps and wails
He comes back
Dejected…
Only to find me
Sitting there curled up
To snuggle into
Him forever…ever and ever….
Never leave me
You devil……he curses me
Never again…..you….
I cuddle into him
And there
Ends into truce
Our war
That began
In the morning…..at the coffee table…! ! !
Lots of love ……jagathi11.50 pm Wednesday 02-01-2011