I have the dogs and the plants, <br />I have the healthy dogs and the battered plants, <br />I have the playful dogs and a few uprooted shrubs, <br />I have the loyal dogs, but spoil all my hope, <br /> <br />Of getting beautiful flowers and then the fruits, <br />To taste the nectar from the healthy blooms as honey, <br />My dogs ‘water’ everywhere to spoil the roots, <br />Sometimes the prime roses are sprinkled, <br /> <br />The beautiful red, yellow and white roses are nibbled, <br />Once my grape vines were brought down with spanks of the paws, <br />Nothing is left to mind its own business, <br />Every part of my body is polluted and, <br /> <br />Work in hay wire to fix it later, once the symptoms, <br />Are confirmed when the diseases are bloomed, <br />I have a few habits and my body is under attack, <br />As I have the dogs and the battered plants.<br /><br />veeraiyah subbulakshmi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-habit-of-being-nuisance/
