A 50 Paisa Coin Poem by Anushna Satapathy

The dust gathers,
All around me.
Its settling on me,
Making me sneeze.

There is no one with me,
I am so lonely.
Have I been forgotten?
Or does nobody care?

I have forgotten,
My life before.
The only thing i remember,
Is being dropped into the darkness.

The others, they come sometimes.
But they never stay.
A day or two,
And then they are always used.

But me,
No one remembers.
I have been here,
For who knows how long.

Its dark, I am waiting.
I've been waiting, hoping.
Somebody, someday will take me out,
And I will see the sun once more.