It Is Real Poem by Arohi Singh

Don’t play with it like one of your favorite toy otherwise it will break
Nobody can fix it after that and nothing can change it.
Yes it is real and is full of blood which beats every second just for you.

Please don’t bounce it like your ball or else it will never come back again…
It keeps thinking of you all the time and doesn’t want to let you go at all…
It doesn’t make any noise but it gets hurt when you play like a ping pong…..

It is as soft as cotton and as fragile as a glass and can’t handle any harsh attack
So please handle softly and don’t let it to be destroyed with your deceitful acts…
It dreams to be with and for you and doesn’t understand and know anything except that.
So please don’t treat it like your door mat…..