The pet strays in a new lane again,who knows this may be the same,

It shines as it shined last yesterday,master shares the bone and complains no more.

May be HIS-his bad days are over again,this might be the end of the master regin.

May be he can relive those communist days of his childhood,when his parent heard only his cry and condemned what peoples fry.

When he ruled the home and played all day in the grass...

Now the days have turned around,the grass has grown brown..

Burning red with every puff,turning the blood whisky ruff.

Now money has only one power,to buy an hour out of consciencence...

when the pet feels like a king,ring master of every scene

This illusion lasts for a min or two,filling the brain with a 42.3(v/v)

when again the clain pulls the morning back

The day ahead may appear charismatic, but all the sub-conscience is lost in a hour

The chain is ready waiting with the a new radius this time..

The sun comes filling the brain with all the new sparks..

It seams this fire will explode this night...but the sun hides away in the shade

making the day dark as night...with pet left again to fight..

It happened so, pet went on a leave..Leaving the masters behind in the ship

The ship faced a little shower and the master got mad..

With nobody to blame, pet was addressed defaulter...

Reason being unique everytime...But time had been a problem this time
"Pet lives a human life"

Stray Pet-2

When the pet was not around the ship was very sound
The day had a bright sunshine,BUT the master(s) had fun with NINE(9).
Scalling everything on a easy gauge...
Gauge made by man to regulate desire..to measure how long can they fire?
Keeping the feelings on hire...

Night comes with its measuring bucket...Mapping all things with its own bible...
Bible where clauses are augmented at every fight,permutating the words with every sight....

Sometimes the season is cool and the pet becomes fool.
All that he makes HAY...he has to pay...
The master(s) peels with its own knife,wipping all the sugar in a flash..
Flushing the stragnant waters..Uprooting the flames again..

The day is black again..pushing all loyalty in vain...

He remembers his days when he was not chained..
When the coffee tasted sweet and the heat had no chance meet,
with no one to beat(challenge),always floating on a air seat..
The day still flashes in the sun,when he manages to run.

Now he is a liar,normally a victim of desire.
Weighs the pain and rain with the same spring.
The masters now sometimes loosen the chain,to check the quality of grain.
Lying is his habit now,masking with multi-self WOW !!

Today they say the home can live without the pet
Giving my chain in my own hands,Asking me to leave to the sands.
They cant see any further affection in my fur?I am again left alone to stray.

They do what they feel ,pooking my wound from the heal.
Pet has lost his respect...master(s) treat him with suspect.
Life threatens to live with him,Pet again looks up from this black hole.

Pet Pet that's very me..Straying pet..tied to the neck..still wandering in the sea.Floating deep into the waters,but still can breath...can sip the air with my narrow straw,can eat the flesh raw.

But when it comes to night....i face one fight...with Mr Right...
At last i have to turn around and pave my way to my holy ground..where lies my wrecked ship,waitin for its captain...waiting to be ruled by this very pet...A pet who guards the wheat,saving the sun from the heat.
When the pet is not around the ship is very sound,but when he is back all he sees is black.
The black which absorbs him into it,and the pet is lost,what he had dreamed is washed off..
The day was best,when the pet was unrest..he wandered and saw the rainbow,but night comes and pulls him back with neck..neck noosed with a chain...
A chain with all the strength..a chain that gave birth to this very pet...a chain that was very invented to pull things back...a chain whose every link says the same...
"come back and live on the plain"

Alas the pet is back in the night,to analyze
"what if he would not have rolled back again"...

The day that promised freedom,who itself have to surrender to this night..the day who was dependent on sun,where everybody had fun..but every dependent had to zero someday...
when his sources are strayin away !!