Dull afternoon light peeps through the silk curtained window panes
Falling right upon the little books that kill boredom by stirring emotions
Soulful music ever-running in the head with the picture of a romantic dinner
But all around, there is a quietness and an emptiness of unsatisfied expectations
Bright colours of innocence lost in pain of silent laughter
Like careless drooling babies on their mother's shoulder
Toe nails painted in bright red trying to make a failed gesture of grace
A bold, beautiful teenager's room whose essence is lost in loneliness
Dreaming down the memory lane, she believes in fairylands and water babies
Fraternizing thoughts of authors and poets that deflate her undaunted opinions
In her large, soft cusioned, comfortable bedroom.. She hears silence tiptoe into her mind
Falling right upon the little books that kill boredom by stirring emotions
Soulful music ever-running in the head with the picture of a romantic dinner
But all around, there is a quietness and an emptiness of unsatisfied expectations
Bright colours of innocence lost in pain of silent laughter
Like careless drooling babies on their mother's shoulder
Toe nails painted in bright red trying to make a failed gesture of grace
A bold, beautiful teenager's room whose essence is lost in loneliness
Dreaming down the memory lane, she believes in fairylands and water babies
Fraternizing thoughts of authors and poets that deflate her undaunted opinions
In her large, soft cusioned, comfortable bedroom.. She hears silence tiptoe into her mind
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