Poem 41. ABANDONED

Help me

I was so happy when I was young
It's not because I am strong
 But it was because I served you.
You sat, slept, read, written
And talked to someone else in my presence.
I did not disturb you then.
I respected you for all of your activities
Even if you stepped on me.

 There was a time that you had made me
A cover to a falling door
And a pillar to a falling wall.
You made me proud when a queen
Or a princess accompanied me.
Oh! I really felt great
Because you made me feel
I am valuable.

I felt so sad
 When there was another one.
It made you smile when you saw it.
It made you sleep longer.
It made you sit with pride.
It made your writings more legible.
It made your drawings more meaningful.
It made you look more beautiful.

How can you touch me again
For now you have a new friend?
How can you sleep on me
For I am not softer and bigger?
Can you make your letters on my arm
Now that it was already gone?
I feel I am not needed now
So you left me all alone.

I'm already old enough
And my arm was broken
But still I want to thank you
For being with me for a short time.
I want to revive myself.
I'm just waiting for someone
Who will repair me
 And make me again
A perfect chair.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing use of words and thoughts. I had to read again. I like the way you led the read to the ending and the photo. All things need repair and someone else to take care of. No weakness in the excellent poetry.
Coyote