Poetry about dogs Modern Poetry A wounded dog.
Want to bite and resist
But timid dogs dare not.
Grumpy, grumpy
Know yourself silently.
Just a dog with no status.
Can't be the master of this city
Cann't retaliate against mankind
Injury and deception from human beings
How hard is it?
Spring is coming
Birds and butterflies in the jungle, my friend.
So happy
Only then did I realize that I thought too much and was hurt.
Winter is the devil's theory of evolution
Spend spring, summer, autumn and winter like this
Demons come and go.
He said: when the devil comes, he belongs to the devil.
The devil is dead, and I am another me.
Poetry about dogs Modern Poetry 2 I always meet him in the afternoon when the sun turns golden.
Obviously, the people in front are pushing and touching each other.
There is no trace here.
I often wear headphones and walk in the golden sunshine.
Wearing charming clothes.
White shoes are spotless.
I was so careless.
Walk into the shadow where the sun can't shine.
One step, two steps, three steps
Unexpectedly,
I met you.
A strand of brown hair.
Obviously it didn't rain.
But why, you are covered in water.
Adults often say that I am too thin.
However, that's because they didn't see you.
Do you have any meat?
The first time I saw you, I almost cried.
I even want to squat down and touch you.
Put your hands under your nose.
See if you are breathing.
I should be happy, after all, to see good people taking care of you.
You are not lying on the ground, but in a small nest made of cotton wool.
You don't have nothing in front of you, but three or four bowls.
Even if, it seems, it's not delicious.
However, I can't feel happy anyway.
Because every time I pass by, you lie there silently.
Every time, every time, every time ...
I should thank my parents for raising me so well.
Let me eat, sleep, jump, jump.
How much I want to see you.
Not in this dark place.
How much I want to see you.
Sprinkle with sunshine and run with clear crying.
I didn't know until I saw you.
It turns out that someone, even watching you smile and run,
You will feel happy.
Poetry about Dogs Modern Poetry 3 During the day, the dogs in that forest are white.
The two men were in tears and looked at the clear river.
Shake off the dust that sticks to your body.
At night, the dog in that forest is black.
I sat in the dark room with fierce eyes.
With a drooling pipe,
Trying to devour the flames of the stove
I wonder if it's a dog or a wolf.
Only the people who feed it,
A man in a wool coat.
Smiling, you gave me more sheep.
Poetry about Dogs Modern Poetry Four neighbors have a little yellow dog.
Cute and enthusiastic
Every time you see me from a distance
It will be like a ship.
Swing to the front to show intimacy.
Its tail is always wagging, indicating
But one day, it suddenly had its tail between its legs.
Standing in the distance staring at me coldly.
Let me call eagerly
There is no response at all.
There is only a dull alarm around.
Even throw its favorite bone.
I dare not go anywhere near it.
Watch my next move carefully.
I learned later
Hurt by a stranger.
Since then, it has left a mark on my heart, and people are terrible.
Now, it has grown up.
Still with his tail between his legs.
Nobody teased it, let alone played with it.
It always hides in the distance alone.
Find some leftovers from your companions.
Don't, it didn't find?
There are some dogs playing with us.