I , I am not only one who live in my room
There’s spider 🕷 webbing -
I can see above my head —
Rat chewing my bed 
( karat, karat ,karat )
sewing machine filled with rust 
Computer keyboard  full of dust
God smiling at me from near the bird nest 
Saying me silently, ‘’ What next ? ‘’
Broken door with a hole,I can see sun rays 
Stack of books not opened for days 
and 
I am writing poem covering my body with blanket
Dull from outside, inside there’s spell of rage -
And still thinking to -
Upgrade the room or stay in this rampage!