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.