𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚| 𝑷𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚 [𝑶𝒏-𝑮𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈]

Part 20: And Then No More...

Life is stuck between two tracks,
Which one should I choose?
Oh I am so confused!

I need help,
But no one's there to help me.
I hold my breath and release it to calm myself down,
Oh I have had done this a thousand times already!

I know not what to choose,
Where to go?
Isn't there someone who can help me out though?
Oh am so tired of the cliché things happening everyday!

I feel like a loner,
No one to talk to,
No one to sit with.
I need no suggestions,
Just a companion.
I want to rise up high
But there's no one to lift me up!

I want to ski and jump like the neighboring kids do,
But they don't accept me the way I am,
They need not disabled friends like me.
They refuse me to ogle them!

They say my friend is the bed
And ONLY the BED!
But who cares about what they say?
I know I have my friends,
Not one and not two,
But THREE THREE friends!

Books and pens and canvases are there,
So why do you need a friend to cheer?
People would laugh if I say them so..
But I care no more!
As I already know I have just two more hours to live,
And then I'll be freed forever..
Dare not disturb me,
I have tried and tried
Throughout my life,
And now am tired
So let me rest please..

Just don't forget to send my friends with me.
Wherever I go,
I want to carry them through!
I will miss it all,
But I have seen it all
From my window sill!
Now I need no more,
Neither the friends,
Nor the the BED.
I have ended it all
And now I have..
Just two hours more and then no more!

~Ash.

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Hii! Here's the second poetry. This definitely isn't my best and now that I'm reading it after three years, I'm like 'this is so childish'. Xd.

I wrote this 3 years back and I found it on my mom's phone. I wanted to post it as a memory of something I wrote when I was 12. PS: No changes have been made so it may sound really bad.

The poem is being narrated from the perspective of a paralysed child who can't go out. Her friends make fun of her but now, she won't even live for more than two hours. We shouldn't do that. We should always respect and care for the people who are mentally or physically disabled. They're sick and all they need is some affection and care. We won't even know when they'll leave us forever and trust me, that'll be painful.

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Next poetry coming up soon. Damn, I'm on a roll ;-P