My elder sister bought a pup who was a pug ,
Who was as small as a tiny mug...
Her fur was golden, brown and fluffy,
We owned her and named her Pompey......
We knew everyone will accept her except our aunt,
Cause she never liked animals and now as well she can't......
But she had to accept her as majority wins,
And finally Pompey was allowed to be in.....
Black pearls, is the correct word to describe the beauty of her eyes,
When yiu face them all goes to hell, I am talking about your lies..
Everytime it seems like she is stairing at you,
But trust me I fell in love with that stairing too....
She was like a cool summer breeze,
But when she barked for the first time everyone got freeze....
As no one had expected this from her,
But no one could control her and her anger....
Whenever I hug her, her love makes me feel warm,
And I feel like never let her go from these forearms.....
The love given by her was so pure,
That all my wounds got cure....
At some point you have to realize that some souls can stay in your Heart but not in your Life,
And this was the point where I have to realize....
And now these forearms are getting cold and she's not here,
Whatever happened is so unfair..
She yelped and passed away,
Leaving me all-alone in my life in my way......
And now no one can understand me and my pain,
If I express my feelings to anyone it'll go in vain......
But I'll never forget such a beautiful blessing,
She wasn't a dog, SHE WAS POMPEY.....
Hey guys!!! I hope you all liked the poem.....Actually this poem is for my dog Pompey who had just passed away. I am so stunned with this fuckin' bad incident & by writing this poem I feel a little lighter...
The image of my dog is in the media....
I hope you all liked the poem...
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