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.