Toy Poem by Aditya Raj Verma

Toy

Not so big he was, just a little boy,
Had a small dream and a cute toy,
All the day night, he played with
Wonderful was the time he had it.

Then the time spun and rolled,
The boy became big and bold,
Still he loved the toy with a heart,
Seemed no one can make them apart.

But as change is compulsory, God say,
Toy started losing the boy in some way,
Boy now have friends to play with,
New world to live and enjoy with,

Buddies came to him for his wealth,
Play, laugh, boy would be glad.
Friends his strength, he believed,
But all used him and then leave.

Now he misses the toy that he had,
That had never left or made him sad.
For me, it's the revenge by his toy,
Boy left him so, he made him a toy.