Divine love bonding.

Divine love bonding.

She had no tooth.
Mouth hole was like a cave.
Her face was crisscross
but it was grave.

She walked like a snail
with the help of a wobbly stick.
Her eye sights were feeble
and she was weak.

She crouched on road side,
covering with untidy ragged.
She looked at others with empty eyes,
stretching her pulsy hands and begged.

She had no one except a street dog.
It was her constant company.
They shared everything
and suffered together in shiny or rainy.

It was rigid winter.
They had nothing to resist its severity.
Both of them were vulnerable
and their span of life became brevity.

It was the end of two lives.
Apprently they were very insinificant
but their bonding of love was intransient.