too many dogs
are barking the wrong
tree here
i guess it is time
to decide
which dog to discard
which dog
to retain the one which
has gained your
trust
all year round.
i still prefer the
silent one
that which looks
at me with a wagging tail
sits peacefully beside
me and takes me back to
my childhood years
i breathe and then
finally sleep in the
cover of sweeter
dreams.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem