A Dumb Doll

I am a dumb doll.

It is a day of calls

kept me in a mood false

had to put up with all

I talked  in a pleasant voice

as I had no other choice

tolerance  became  impossible

as many calls were not plausible

yet I was sweet and silent

unable to contain my   patience

I switched off my gadget dumb

cursing myself for being a doll dumb.






By meenas17

A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood

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