A silly little poem about how everything on this earth has a life,maybe even a puddle and that sometimes in life there are bullies.

I don’t want the sun
To come out today
The light feels like razor blades
That won’t go away

I shout at it
Why can’t you leave me alone
If I was bigger then you
I’d turn you into a stone

Your rays shine upon me
Burning so bright
I’ve have enough
You know I can’t fight

People walk by
They say what a stench
It must be that stale water
Sitting under that bench

I don’t mind at all
I just want it to turn to night
Then I’d know
Everything would be alright

Like everything else
I’m around for a reason
Birds at least like me
During the rainy season

The sun finally goes down
Oh what a relief
I know I’m just a stinky puddle
But I’m sick and tired
Of that big gassed bullies grief

There’s nothing more that I can say.
It just a day in the life of a puddle
Hoping for another day

More Poetry By Mystify

Brother In Arms

That Night At The Lake

Wild And Free

A Big Boy Now

Hidden Respect

Difficult People

Panic Attack

 

Copyright © 2008 Tanya Kime-Wallace

 

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  • ken bultman on Jun 15, 2009

    That’s great. I’ll seek out a puddle and befriend it as soon as it rains again. Very innovative.

  • Gary La Buda on Jun 15, 2009

    mystify, I took your poem to heart and got down on my knees to pet the puddle, but the got ridiculed!! “What did I do so wrong!” LOL this was a fun read and really great write as well. your friend, Gary LaBuda

  • Katie Marie on Jun 15, 2009

    A fun start to my day. Thanks for sharing with us.

  • stumbleuponwriter on Jun 30, 2009

    This is especially true. I love what you have written and there is definitely food for thought there. I’ve always wondered about bullies and why do they do it; making their victims as such. And for people whom love to take advantage of others..there are aplenty too. Thanks for sharing your write-out here..

  • Sarah on Feb 10, 2010

    I’ve just made a film about a short puddle at college and whilst writing my evaluation I found this poem, it’s brilliant! I felt a bit ridiculous trying to convey the idea that a puddle has emotions too, i’m glad i’m not the only one to play around with this concept, even though I know they don’t actually experience feelings it was fun to structure my film so that it appears they do.

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