A Robber Is There Near My Door.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

A robber is near the door,
Waiting for me to come out,
Looting is planned in his heart,
Heavy breath of him easily heard,
Well prepared this robber is,
Hiding all his gadgets in the bag,
Lightening can be seen in silence,
Pouring all his delight in thunder,
He is quiet as the mule, with the empty sack,
To carry me to his thieving abode,
He may keep me as a treasure for a while,
He will sell me for a half price to the accomplish,
Robbers are everywhere in the world,
They want to steal our hearts for the profit,
Keeping as the beautiful dolls to play and prank,
Discarded worn out dolls have had harsh experience.
A robber is there near my door,
Already has planned to loot my treasure.