(121) A Door’s Plea Poem by Risha Ahmed (12 yrs)

I stand there all day long
Sandwiched between two sturdy walls
I stand there getting bored by the hour
With nothing to do except look at the hall
All day they tap me
With their knuckles so hard
I think if they continue like this
I’ll end up in the casualty ward
The little kid in the house
Loves to kick me all the time
He likes drawing on me and also once
On me he spilt some juice of lime
The cat always scratches me
The dog gnarls at me when anyone rings the bell
My life is so horrible
Now whom do I tell?
Some visitors push me so hard
I think I’ll fall to the floor
I believe life’s not easy for me
As I am nothing but a door.