Abandoned


She woke up, the little girl.
Crying in bed
“I want my daddy”
Trembling she said

Daddy’s gone long
He won’t be back soon
You can sleep with mommy
Inside her room

The girl refused
Still crying for her dad
Same old excuses
For years she’d had

The monster beneath her bed
Kept laughing at her sorrow
“your daddy won’t come back!
Not today not tomorrow!”

She paid him no heed
Though he scared her bad
The monster would’ve run
If only she could tell her dad

As the little girl got bigger
The monster left her home
She thought daddy came and scared him away
when she wasn’t in her room

She waited and hid and gave up sleep
To catch daddy in the act
Days passed then months
Yet he never came back

“Daddy I hate you” said the little girl
I hate you for being away for all these years..”
The angel in the rafters sighed sadly
“my daughter I’ve always been here”

Rate the poem
1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (1 votes, average: 3.00 out of 5)
We are posting your rating...

Have something to say about the poem?

Poems you will love

Give your feedback / review for the poem

Be the First to Comment & Review poem!

Notify of
avatar
wpDiscuz

Nothing But Abandoned

Nothing But Abandoned ode

Reporting my story to you Live on CNN the Cable Network News Interviews with Christiane Amanpour So ambitious she wants to write my memoir Like TmZ hasn’t already asked for more Even though I’m so unknown Boy from the projects

Abandoned

Abandoned short poem

the punctuations start crumbling a soldier falls to coyotes this was their space a moon was sitting in waiting room inhabiting war at a defining moment it was a fatal attack from the guards impersonal ripping through the passions to

An Abandoned Bride (escaped Groom)

An Abandoned Bride (escaped Groom) ballad

Left in fuchsia, left awful, never happen, smiled and gazed, waited until twilight, never came, , left solo, left naught, left heartbroken, no place to be found. ran, barefoot and red, eyes blurry with pain. left me, escaped passed strangers,

Abandoned

Abandoned short poem

I saw you alright, but I am not noticing you yet you have come at the wrong moment, and I cannot be your destiny, I cannot yield to myself anymore. And yes the flame has died down there is nothing