The wall spoke

She sat in the beautiful hall,

with white walls

bored, she thought, 'should I take a walk';

Oh! if only walls can talk.

a whisper, close to the clock

She heard, with ears not blocked.

She moved closer and said,

'Tell me more, I want to know.

All please flow'.

the wall told her so,

Of the troublesome short and bow,

Who is, they said, under a fraternity glow.

The lovely lady, oh so bright,

whose coat they said can ne'er be white.

And a male to change his colour's dream,

Which made him look for such a cream.

Then there's sure a way,

let's slay on Sunday!

All ready to send a ticket;

to none but 'bad market'.

and with eyes tears glistering,

her ears continued listening;

Then the wall said 'time for yours, o hear,

hope you can bear'.

'No, please no!!!!!

If news about others can hurt me so,

Mine might cause tears to flow.

Tell me all are lies, from a dark bowl.

Oh! but I'm not that whole,

I'm just a wall without feelings or a soul;

telling you, what I've been told'.

The end.