In the room of apples,

I felt the sweetness on my tongue.

In the room of fingers,

I felt a tickling touch.

In the room of shock,

everyone’s jaws were on the floor.

InIn the room of apples, the room of silent Shayans,

it was more mute than nature.

In the room of school jumpers,      

it was more navy than the sky.

In the room of flowers,

they danced in the sunlight.

In the room of books,

the pages flapped like flappy bird.

Finally, in the room of eggs,

my head turned into yolk!