This is a poem about a street dog that is trapped and finally understands the value of others’ help. Dogs are the old companion of humans. Albeit, few people do not take care of them strongly in some part of the world. This poem is a story of a dog who survives for the life.

There is no house to get into
There is no one in the cage
Not getting food on time
While wandering, I always bark
Trying to scare the society
I am the queen of the street
Mankind runs when they see me
Fear in my womanhood
Why should I be afraid of two-legged when I have four legs?
I found a pot with fish in the garbage
When hungry put my head on pot in the street
When I open my eyes I feel the darkness around me
Unable to pull out the head from the pot due to my greediness
In the land of the blind, I am the one-eyed man king
One night passed, unable to get the head out of the pot
Trying to break the pot in several places
All attempts fail and I am waiting for my last breath
Someone hold me tight
They forcefully touching my ear and neck
Waiting for death, but some hope still exists
I am wrong; some good people break the pot
They rescue me from the darkness
My future with four legs is the gift of two legs
I am now trying to protect society
I am the soldier of the street
The poem about the dog, the street queen was inspired due to an event that occurred during a hot summer. While I was sleeping, I heard the screaming of a street dog at midnight. When I opened the door in front of my house, a dog was standing and her head was inside the pot. I tried to escape her but she ran away. I can’t sleep that night. Whenever I fall to sleep, a dogs’ unknown face was haunting me. The next day, I was curious to know what happened to that dog. I walked through the street and saw that dog was sleeping near to garbage. I feel jubilant that at last she survived the life and will wake up with a ray of hope.
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