I'D SAY

I'D SAY

A Story by shriya mehta

I’D SAY

 

 

 

Hey there, good old soul

 

It’s been 9 long years since I first felt your fur under my fingertips, since I first cuddled my face into your neck and it’s not any ease thinking of a few more years until you leave me.

 

It is more than just amazing…

How you keep waiting for me to look down at you, while i sit there at my computer.

See the way your dark brown eyes look at mine.

I smile at you; I see love in your eyes.  spirit. A soul inside, who loves me as no other could in the world.

A spirit that would forgive all trespasses of prior wrong doing for just a simple moment of my time.

 

And then in return

That is all you ask. To slow down, if even for a few minutes to be with you.

 

 

So many times i have been saddened by thinking of a life without you; 

Sometimes, the other of your kind , die young and oh-so-quickly;

 

Sometimes so suddenly that it wrenches my heart out of my throat.

 

But, I have seen you age so slowly before my eyes that i may not even seem to know until the very end,

Until you look at me with grizzled muzzles and cataract clouded eyes.

 

Still, my love will always be there, even when you must take that long sleep, to run free in a distant land.

You may not be here tomorrow; you may not be here next week.

One night, the last hour of the setting darkness; your happy tail will make me shed the water from my eyes and make me angry at my own self that i did not have just “one more day” with you.

 

 

I wish you could know...really know how I love you so,

But only if I had the opportunity to tell you in words you could understand....

 

I'd say....

 

We have NOW, together.

So come, sit down here next to me on the floor, and look deep into my eyes;

And i may ask you something about the fun of chasing a tennis ball,

 or tell something profound about yourself,

 or even life in general.

 

Because, here you are,

Someone very different from me;

A dog;

But alive;

U feel emotion;

U feel physical senses;

And I can revel in the differences of us and I love you still.

We may not have tomorrow, and life is oh-so-very short.

 

But, I'd say...

I have been lucky enough to have you in my life

 


 

© 2017 shriya mehta


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Perfect...the way you captivated the readers and revealed the person you are referring to is brilliant.

Posted 7 Years Ago


shriya mehta

7 Years Ago

thanks a lot !
Najam Us Saher

7 Years Ago

You're welcome.
It's more a story....and emotions are well portrayed and I felt...I obsolutely loved it...:)

Posted 7 Years Ago


shriya mehta

7 Years Ago

ya it is sort of a prose poetry...thanks a ton for reviewing my writing.
I got stooped by your poem . . . just read the first line and continued till the end . . . well you very well engrossed the readers in finding out whom you are talking about. One thing i would like to suggest that plz also focus on the rhyming part . . apart from this it needs an applause . . very well wriiten . i loved it . keep sharing

Posted 7 Years Ago


shriya mehta

7 Years Ago

your point is well taken...thank you !

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Added on June 5, 2017
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shriya mehta
shriya mehta

jaipur, India



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I do not claim to be a masterpiece; I'd rather be some work in progress. i am not all together confident of my ability to put my thoughts into words, but, when i do so, i become stronger and mor.. more..

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