Your cub forever – Akshaya Pawaskar, Goa


I was just a vestige
you could have
nipped in the bud.
Yet, you kept
me safe with string
of sacred cord.


Third in a row of
pinks in this blue eyed
boy starved world.
You cherished me
the same as your
first birthed flesh clod.

Like a marsupial,
your gaze holds me
by your heart,
tight in a pouch.
In a hug on the dark
fragile night.

Like a helpless cub
my stronghold is
Scruff of my neck
Where I feel the love
and touch of a tigress
as light as a snowflake.


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