To the question if she was going,
She would say, I am not going.
I am not going away any where.
Why bang the poor white wall?
I am not going away, not going.
I have arrived at the white wall.
White wall ,it is whole of wind
The whole of some wind , wall
With a Khyber pass in its wind
So narrow that wind whooshes
As in a teeth gap of intellectual
With funny teeth’s closing gap
From intellect’s embarrassment
In pulmonological dysfunction.
Eerie words whoosh through gap.