In a room full of people she sat alone…
Lost in a never ending wait of her clone!
Amid the noisy four walls she was the mute one…
To hear her silence, the unsaid words; came no one!
Busy in his own world, the one she called her friend,
Leaving behind the old ones, was the latest of trend!
With every passing minute wider the gap grows…
Holding on for too long, failing as a tear flows!
Weakness it is or a phase too forlorn??
Drowning every minute in wait to be reborn!