A Toy Speaks

I think I resemble these people

A diminutive in comparison

By defying all laws of creation
Have got everything they have

With all my senses I’m here

Yet, feel restricted, like them


Wait! Even they are restricted

Have seen them many times
The reason I resemble them

Keep me close to their hearts
And compel me to accept that

I’m not the supreme creation


I’m the wanton toy of yours

Stuffed everything except breaths

Men too are living dead just as me

We’re born with shortcomings

Alas! Just as me they too are
Half dead Half alive…….


Copyright: DrNikhat Bano

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About Nikhat Bano

I am an ESP (English for Specific Purposes) Instructor by profession. I love to write romantic and spiritual poems and I find a great sense of relief after penning down my thoughts on paper. It has now become a passion for me and will continue as long as I live.

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