A Toy- To Toll And Tear Poem by J S Shankar

I'm a toy whoever came in my life
Toll it ever harder and left it back like tattered and cut off wings of a dead sparrow.
No body to reconstruct and play again
For I had deadly music
Alive was when.
Firstly, my creater toll me;
Then the surrounding ambience.
Suddenly, Inanimate as I but heart sprinkled like eruption of volcano
Just after looking an angel.
She fondled hands like mida's touch.
Soon an iron-coated toy took the shape of a life like figure.
Loved and cared by her, inanimated being transformed into an animated one.
She taught me to love and laugh.
A sudden break of wind that uptil now holding our love, shattered our love.
Long I laughed for she had taught me to love and laugh.
Love had gone and there I knew nothing singular human trait except laughing.
Long I laughed then I transformed again into an iron coated toy
Dented, broken, tattered and cut off with heavy soul.