I love my pet, still…

a poem by Jayant Sharma

Hearing no sound while pushing open the gate,
I felt something missing; But I ignored it.
Opening the door I felt uncontended,
Yet I ignored it.
Lying on the carpet, I felt lonely;
but now I realised….
I’d lost my pet… I’d lost a friend.

That bark on hearing a ‘tik’ at the gate-
showed signs of joy for a cautious pet:
that jumping on two limbs showed truth-
showed true love in a real sense;
that two cute eyes and a still black nose
peeping through snow-white hair-
looked like a moon smiling rare.
I miss you my pet. I miss you.
You were never someone else,
I shall ever seek for that ignorance.
You had four limbs but you were over those who have two,
I miss you… I really miss you…
Where are you?