Parallel Paradise Poem by Victoria Keret

Her silence is like a vicious scream
her voice is like a frightening lullaby
she stares at a ticking clock
like she is summoning it to explode

while she is brimming with ideas
she is lost in a world she cannot call her own
in her own parallel paradise

where adults don't exists
only colors locked within a gate
within a hands reach
while young children gave their joyful speech
to their non existing paradise