Room of words

We built our conversations
Brick by brick; stone by stone
Though there was no mortar
we could still make room!

Walls seem very weak
there's no base for foundation
she could foresee collapse
he though he'd strengthen!

still...

They lived their dreams
they sand their songs
he would sing for her
she'd lay calm in his lap!

Wondering about life
Questioning past actions
Projecting future reflections
They were sure to travel
Together or also
Is all left to their interactions!

-Aparna Bhumi