Someone teared the paper
That paper, that plane paper
Which was not containing
A single word but rich with
Young immotions
Touching deep inside the heart.
Someone broke the house
That house That sand house
Which was not containing
A single life but waiting
The steps, looking towards
The way to speak through.
Tadasha Tripathy
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/young-immotions/
