The silence has cheers of children
Every lone cheer, with a unique juxtaposition.

The cheers has echo reverberating the hollowness of heart.
Standing together yet individual.
Holding hand, yet unknown to the other.

Struggle of existence has a skill of survival.
Children learn to laugh and play
Amidst all odds of pressure and loneliness.

Within the walls career had to be shaped.
Withing the walls relations framed and deframed.

Writing desk at room was meant to be raven claw,
Why did it resound more a predators jaw?

The only place where dream and reality are not cloaked.
Just a few voices choked,
Just a few hearts broke.

Career, yet trying to take shape.
Juxatopsed position yet trying to be together.
© Amrita Chandan