'Soul-less chunks of metal'- that's what the world sees.
Can you take a look through my eyes, please?

I cheerfully received my first key chain at seven,
bound to a dainty doll- it was a little girl's heaven.
In a charming gown her eyes sparkled with delight,
I immensely adored her- she was never out of sight.

My fascination for key chains kept surging with my age,
for they didn't fail to captivate me at any stage.

Another one I possess is fastened to a lovely shell,
with a stunning pattern that casts a remarkable spell.
In an instant, I'm transported to the sea,
where I can relish the tuneful waves with glee.

My favourite key chain is attached to a miniature Hindu God,
whose exquisite features invariably leave me awed.
He is Lord Ganesha- the eliminator of obstacles,
with his blessings, my problems are confined to shackles.

Inspired by their uniqueness and perfection,
I've preserved eleven other key chains with affection.

My cherished collection is an assortment of mysteries,
eager to unveil their astounding tales and histories.