I went there,
so far away.
I heard them,
whispering near!
I listened carefully,
Though I didn't mean it.
I heard them,
Cry for me!
I got scared,
I freezed in my place!
I heard them say,
I am not going to be here again.
I heard them decide,
My next destination.
I got amazed!
Who cares about me,
More than I do?
I wanted to break it,
The silence!
But words won't mean anything.
They won't be heard!
They don't care about me!
They only want to distract me.
They said, I am getting old,
Let's find her a shelter!
A residently home for elder people,
They put a real nice name for it!!
But this is my home,
Where I grow up, & brought them up!
My children grew up,
To throw me in a far place!
I wish I die,
Before tomorrow!!!
Author notes
I put it in a simple form on purpose, I didn't want to use difficult or long words. I wanted it to carry the meaning as it is, & if you read between the lines you'll find something else!!
I am just 24, & I don't expect my children in the future to do me this, and this didn't happen to anyone of my relatives, I just lived this experience through a reality show, & it really really hurts!!
A contest entry
- Distract Me by JeannieD Hunter.
900 points, ended August 12, 3 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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This would definitely be horrible. A nightmare
for sure. What a terrible and scary thing to
do to one's parents. I am sure that some have.
Thank you for entering.
~Jeannie -
Wow!!!--Very creative, imaginative & realistic imagery of a very common problem facing the elderly and written by a 24 year old poet--Very VERY well Penned!
Well Done & best of luck in the contest!
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