I am but an empty frame,
With no picture inside.
Languishing, unseen by all,
I’m not anyone’s pride.
There was a time when I, too,
Was treasured and adorned.
Now I lie in loneliness,
Unattended, unmourned.
Am I gloomy, am I sick?
Am I out of my mind?
No, but I’ve lost interest,
This world I do rescind.
I am now used to my fate,
Sympathy, I don’t need.
Visitors, please move ahead,
Don’t pay me any heed.
• Written in abcb rhyme, 7-6-7-6 syllabic format
• Awarded Honorable Mention prize in the "Point of View Contest", "Invalid Item" , September 2008, hosted by judykay, September 2008.
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