*A little heart, just like a beautiful mansion
Ravishing & vast was it's expansion
Beguile the people passing by
As they, in awe, at it sigh
Curious about it's interior beauty
When it's frontage intrigued me
I tried glancing inside it*
"By looks can one be deceived"
*Murkiness & desolation occupied
The cobwebs spread wide
The broken chandelier hung
To the torn vault clung
The guitar laid wrecked
The floor full of dust
Walls a decaying wreckage
Everything damaged
I entered a room at the nook
By window, a table, by a slight touch shook
On it was placed a pristine sketch
Of whom it loved, on the edge*...
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By Ruman Hafsa
Oct 25, 2016
Oct 25, 2016 at 6:38 AM UTC
*A little heart, just like a beautiful mansion
Ravishing & vast was it's expansion
Beguile the people passing by
As they, in awe, at it sigh
Curious about it's interior beauty
When it's frontage intrigued me
I tried glancing inside it*
"By looks can one be deceived"
*Murkiness & desolation occupied
The cobwebs spread wide
The broken chandelier hung
To the torn vault clung
The guitar laid wrecked
The floor full of dust
Walls a decaying wreckage
Everything damaged
I entered a room at the nook
By window, a table, by a slight touch shook
On it was placed a pristine sketch
Of whom it loved, on the edge*...
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By Ruman Hafsa
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