"The Pulchritudinous Creature" By Raaghav Modukuri

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Dragging its fuliginous tail, miserably wailing,
Twitching its scarred ears, its howls for help unavailing,
For people jeered and guffawed at this helpless creature,
And nobody could perceive this canine’s unique feature.

As I strolled on a verdant lane, one sunny morning,
A plethora of walls were dazzling decorations adorning,
A habitual day, I thought it would be,
But destiny did disagree,

Like a petrifying shrill, a clamorous sound was heard,
I rushed like a bolt to where the cacophony occurred,
What my eyes viewed was quite traumatic,
Encompassing a dog, were people jeering and hurling objects ecstatic.

After what seemed like eons, the cruel crowd retreated,
It was so sorrowful, the canine looked defeated.
Suddenly I had an idea: I dubiously held out a morsel,
And in absolute exultation, it hunched its coarse dorsal.

It was about to devour the grain, but then it ceased,
It looked at my perplexed face, and my confusion increased,
And then in its sable beady eyes, I noticed something wonderful,
In all the creatures I had met, this was the most beautiful.

I reached out my smooth hand and held it suspended,
After a moment, its rough paw extended,
And when our limbs touched, I became sentimental,
And I realized: Seeing the unseen beauty in a creature is life elemental.

Raaghav Modukuri is eleven years old. He lives in Hyderabad, India, and goes to Manthan International School. He has numerous hobbies such as playing golf, playing the guitar, and, of course, reading and writing literature. He picked up writing when he was in first grade and he continues to pursue it as a hobby. “The Telling Room provided a wonderful opportunity for me to publish my poem, and I hope to be able to publish more of my works on this website. I love reading stories of fiction and suspense and my favorite authors are Agatha Christie, Edgar Allan Poe, and JK Rowling.”