Today, I feel like a tissue paper
Held close,
Fresh and delicate
And then?
Pulled out frantically,
Used viciously
And thrown into the bin,
Not to return again.
Today, I feel like a tissue paper
Always in reach, yet kept far!
Today, I feel like a door mat
Costliest in mart
Laid across, to welcome all
And then?
Whoever passes by,
Clean shoes and walk on
Keeps filth out,
Not to come indoors.
Today, I feel like a door mat
Hospitable, open and smudged with dirt.
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