It was a weekend and I was in a
mood
To reach my home as early as I can
I urged the wheels to start a
friendly race
With the competing cars rushing
around.
The sky getting dark, is it
unusual?
I switched on the lights to make
the way clear
Sun already hiding, behind the
trees
Unable to bear the horrendous scene.
The leaves were silent and the
mighty wind
The waves of ocean also stupefied
The nature remained as stunned and
low
Heavy and gloomy, sadness in the
air.
The beams of light while tearing
the darkness
Suddenly found out two eyes so
bright
From a small head that holding so
high
From a small body already half-dead.
Her eyes were staring straight to
my eyes
Calm and serene in their last
minute
Piercing my heart with their
emotions
Pity and sorrow and dismay and
grief.
I turn the wheel to avoid the hitting
Risking my life and car to another
track
But behind me, the vehicle of death
The one which she was longing so
long.
Oh! Dear soul, I couldn’t forget
The bright little eyes that
searched for pity
Like a brave soldier of a defeated
army
Holding your head as high as you
can.
I imagined the short life that you
spent
In this splendid world of cruelty,
As a cute kitten dancing around
And following the little
butterflies.
Full of fur, your body was so white
And a long tail, waging in anger
You chased down the tricky doves in
vain
And the little sparrows that fly
around.
Vibrant and vigil, your life was so
full
Until your clock stopped ticking
I couldn’t sleep, the eyes are
haunting
Close your eyes dear one, I’m
lamenting.
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