I wrote this maybe 4 years ago. Now I look back and am kinda surprised at the imagery I used.


so different yet so the same

The puppy silently creeps
Through the abandonned streets
Cold, hungry, without a cause
Bruises, cuts, raw paws
What life is this?
What life did he miss?

The kitten appears from behind a wall
Tired and grim, she stumbles and falls
The puppy runs over and picks her up
The kitten tries to run, but then she stops
They look into eachother's eyes, and each heart melts
The same pain they saw is what they felt.



Poetry by Hasani
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Written on 2006-04-07 at 16:47

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Bekim Rauseo
i like plenty u make meh feel less ole anf bummy than i hav ever felt for this past week, tanx hasani.
2006-04-08


Malin Johansson
Its an unusall poem but its really great, and like you said the imagery that you have used is really good, I got some pictures when I read this...
Best wishes Malin
2006-04-07