Rarely, senses pick up the antsy feelings of a room

Grimacing walls hide behind fine layers of paint

A thoughtful or a whimsical choice of parallel existence

Significance of colours fades away with internal conflicts

Walls may have had dreams entangled in cross-communication

Breathing life into a new culture of contrived existence

Edges close in to a claustrophobic space with tyrant sentiments

Clinking glasses hide the faults of arrhythmical communications

Somnolent love unable to encircle the soul to awaken a heart

Dreams appear pale compared to the unwanted reminiscences

Screaky and stubborn doors are the final obstacles

Windows carelessly gaze towards the horizon to embrace darkness



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