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The Room Next Door

December 26, 2019 | By

Every room has a story to tell. This wistful poem by Anagha Rajesh, a budding poet from UAE, wonders about a room that has seen many an experience pass by it.

The room next door has been dead

For a year and half

Or maybe more

She looks upon her twin with envy

Longing for laughter and childish glee,

Here and there a friendly fight,

Tit-bits of anger, pain and grief.

The room next door has grown old,

Lending ears and eyes to many a shape of humanity

While her twin has formed an unbreakable bond

With the foursome that fills her soul.

The room next door watches the wall clock tick

Counting every milli second of every hour of every day

Opening her hands and heart so warm

To welcome another strand of human touch.

At the very beginning of time,

Her soul housed an elderly couple

They lived and loved in eternal bliss

Until they parted ways with the room next door.

Into their shoes came a bunch of youth

With dreams in their eyes and goals in their mind

The void they left behind was filled by a family of ten

Wailing tots, scurrying mum and an almost invisible dad

Made every little event a festival to cherish.

As they stepped out drowned in sorrow

In came a business man

With his family of four

Who lived or perhaps didn’t.

Never a barrier broken, never a voice truly voiced,

The bunch of human strands

Who lived or perhaps didn’t.

Soaked in debt and cursed by creditors

They sneaked out one fine night

Not a tear, not a goodbye

The room next door was left to die

Since that day the room next door

Has been dead for a year and a half

Or perhaps more.

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Anagha is a high schooler hailing from UAE. She loves reading and penning her thoughts in words. She is a passionate speaker who seeks to help solve challenges of the world. She believes that small ripples create big impacts. She is an activist for mental health awareness and greater representation of women in STEM. She is currently a part of the 1000 Girls 1000 Futures Mentorship Program of the New York Academy and a member of the Girls in Science Forum of the United Nation
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