A geometric dog stares at me;
From the heights of creativity.
Eyes closed or open;
A matter of relativity.
Neck and front legs a straight line;
Flat belly unlike mine.
Tail elevated at 45 degree;
A hypothesis in trigonometry.
Ears pointed to the sky
Do something they signify?
A presence of mind;
An eye for details;
Or passion for drawing
The colors blurred, out of line;
With her it’s just as fine.
She paints them with tremendous spirit;
The little painting depicting it.
The little dog shall never bark
It cant guard or bite anyone
But in its shape and features
It’s second to none….
Nikunj Sharma
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-geometric-dog/
