the white marbles won’t talk

they haven’t seen the long walk

 

the shiny floors won’t smile

they haven’t seen the last mile

 

the tall mirrors will tell who you are

and show the face of a human far

 

the silver plates will ask for fruits

like beautiful flowers without roots

 

the royal bedsheets will feel hard

colder than the grasses of the yard

 

the renowned wine will help forget

painful stories and endings of regret

 

the lavish paintings on walls will sing

the beauty of the flowers and the spring

 

shapes of the exotic vases will show

the twisted riddles of the love you owe

 

high ceilings with chandelier will reflect

your shallow thinking that you neglect

 

my love, even if blessed with all the cost

you will remember what you have lost