The boy with his Pup
"The Boy with his Pup"- C. Acharya Drunk like the Sun, In the evening to forget, How Moon shines for them, But not me. Seeing this broken wind, Hurrying on the superlake, whispers:You are broken, See the Sun. The boy with his pup, In search of light, Jumps into the pond, Pup so scared, but wagging tail of hope.