The Dress Asked A Question

The dress asked a question once,

Why are you playing games with me?

I shocked and asked,

Why you feel like that?

You only like me to wear at once,

Always looking a new dress.

No, no

You're wrong,

I wear you many times,

Once I'm satisfied, I throw you away.

That's why I'm asking this question,

I need satisfaction like you.

I want to live more time,

Please give life to me.

When you wear me,

I feel to climb an Everest.

When you throw me,

I feel to dig in a deep hole.

So please I beg you,

Give some more life to me.

At least wear me up to fade out,

Up to worn out.

The dress begged me,

It doesn't move my foot,

Its words helped to think about it.

So I decided to live a dress more time,

I want to give life to the dress,

By giving it to the poor

Than thrown into the dust bin.

It smiles and shines

Due to my decision.