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| Formatted by Neeharanshu Vilas Vaidya. |
There you go
My ears pop up
As I hear some one whisper
I become alert
And I alarm you
It's a quiet evening
And you are relaxing
Sometimes engrossed in work
Or watching your favourite TV show
You pay no heed to me,
Sometimes even get mad at me
Asking me to shoo away
To maintain your peace of mind
I am anxious for you
And doing my job
The job that defines me
And perhaps you surely expect from me
I am wondering now
Utterly confused ...
I do as you say
I eat what you give
But this one is my identity
Let me alarm you
Let me disturb you
I do so only when needed
Maybe at the wrong time.
- Written by Vandana Vilas Vaidya.
