WINDOWS

What are windows to you ?

Sometimes, I simply enjoy looking out of them. Often, it is an escape from the boredom or may be, it is just the beauty of the world outside.

Mostly, it is the same view. The same street, the same trees… all over and over again. Still, windows never cease to fascinate me. Perhaps, it is the waft of fresh air or the shining light beams they let in. I do not know…

I look out; to see lands,

I can escape to,

To see the beauty around me,

Or the clouds that dot the horizon,

Unto which I yearn to fly.

There’s the wind gushing in,  

Waving its magic wand,

Tickling the leaves.

At times, the sky is dark,

My windows dreary,

From the noise of the thunder.

When it is sunny,

My windows let the light in,

Bathing me in the warmth,

Holding me on, the gentle rays.

Sometimes it is all still,

Unmoving, silent, blank

Just like my eyes,

 Staring onto unknown lands.

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