Our neighbour's dogs had finished her kitten off.
Poor kitten didn't live thereafter.
We couldn't trace the baby steps of the kitten.
It was a sudden reckoner to whisper the power of destiny.
Love knows no bounds.
The cat mother could not console herself for the past two days.
Mewing all the time,she cries for her murdered kitten.
Nothing exists in vacuousness.
We couldn't console her so much.
No words!
Her tears have no bounds!
Our solace is in her solitude.
She lives in her nostalgia.
Time is the greatest tide of life.
(Copyright ©: Mangalaprathaban Muralidharan, September 05,2022)
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