Nocturnal

 

In the night I awake with his squeaks,
quivering nose he scampers around,
and I with my broom and stick,
the trap with a cheese, an open-fridge,
the race with the rat is once again set,
on my battlefield, on his playground,
he the prankster, me the pet.
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About Rahul Aithal

I am from Mumbai, India. Composing poems gives me immense pleasure. Few poetic sites I write on are - poemhunter.com, poeticvoice.ning.com, poetfreak.com and, recently Avant-Garde-Writer's Haven (on Facebook). You could browse my other writes on my private blog, rahulaithal.blogspot.com. I am glad to have joined this site, thanks to Louis. I hope to add value and get the group going.

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