Cheeky Max

Troubled lost soul, finding himself,
Ready for a life of adventure,
He can neither die nor live,
As life without a cause is worse,
Worse than death itself,
Sight of a cat, wolf’s sense of smell,
Speed of a mouse and strength of a lion,
Cheeky Max is his name,
Ready to fill the world in a frame,
Charms and intelligence is his game,
On the top of the world one day,
The next, lonesome Cheeky Max is sad,
So goes the cycle he says but I am unstoppable,
Armored with love and knowledge,
Cheeky Max strives on smiling and crying,
Sometimes out of joy and sometimes out of pain,
Standing up tall and strong Cheeky Max says,
“Let happiness not be a malady in fact,
Let tenderness be my remedy.”

Written by: Amrita Lal. (19)