An Old Man And A Street Dog Poem by Bashyam Narayanan

An Old Man And A Street Dog



An old man and a street dog

January morning
Chillness in air
I was standing in front of a small shop
An old man enters
Asks for a pack of biscuit
Collects it, only to tear it open
And to empty all the contents
In front of the shop
Forcing me to ask him
The reason for this wasteful act
He says
Do not worry much
A dog was following me
Though a street dog
It has some special features
Unusually tall, well built,
Brown and white circles all over the body
Long neck and a graceful look
With a gait of a horse
I befriended it two years back
It knows the time I come out for walk
And uses to walk with me
Whenever I go for a stroll
I used to feed him biscuits
And accompanies me back home
Leaves me after ensuring I enter home
I could not do it for two days now
He will be hiding nearby around
And waiting for me to do this
Once he is sure that this is done
He will appear and will consume all
And it will not be a waste, you see
He leaves the scene
With biscuits strewn
I waited to see the dog
Yes it comes
Eats all the biscuits
Though showing some initial hesitation
And after verification
The dog starts running towards
The direction where the old man moved
And the dog knows its master
I wish he reaches his master
And accompanies him to home
Will I ever do an act of such kindness
Leave alone to an animal, but to a fellow human being

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

Thank you for writing such a lovable poem Mr Bashyam Narayan...We are judged for our good treatment of animals our friends.... Poems of this kind must be more in number...

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