"The hardest of all is learning to be a well of affection,and not fountain,to show them that we love them,not when we feel like it,but when they do"

Tuesday, January 31, 2012


Running away in his own peaceful pace!
No more looking back. 
Nothing to be afraid of anymore.
Unscathed he is getting away,
from the claws of danger.
Purring with delightful victory. 
Licking the last milk drops from his whiskers.
Pops out his head and opens up his blue eyes.
As i call out through the dungeons,
'come my dear Ebony..'

Thank you so much for the award Ava and sorry for the delay.
I nominate Heaven.


vaisakhi said...

wowie....i dont know but i found this cute..though it had a dark touch to it...beautifully penned...:)

Krishnapriya said...

Hey i really really really liked this poem!! its so cute and reminds me of my kitten too! :)