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Jun 2016
Lost his wife a month ago
Became a drunkard with a flow
With the fear of solitude
Losing his fortitude
Memorizing his love's gratitude
Never did he go for work
With his heart as a fork
Lying on roads like a dwarf
Back to home late at dusk
Five of them were observing
From the day losing all his gay
Were his unknown guests popping
Throughout all the day
His house,the place where they stay
A and B were they, the two cats
E,F and G were they, the three rats
Forgetting their rivalry
Planned to bring him back
To the world of felicity
Stopping him from being a slack
Back after his habitual way
Seeing his house with a revelation
Full of lights and balloons of decoration
Getting in to his foyer
Welcomed by a birthday choir
From his Beloved's' gramophone
Standing there with a cake of cone
The five unknown guests of his home
Tears flowing from his eyes so red
With a wish to hug them Ted
Adopting them as his pets
Killing his habit of drinking pest
Changing himself as their best !
Another fantasy from me :-)
Prathipa Nair
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Prathipa Nair
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