Window With A View

Dear heart,
there was a time
when I used to
look at my life
through your
unopened windows.....

(read caption)

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Some crib over the broken window.
Some welcome the sunlight in.
Life isn't a bed of roses.
Nor it is all thorns and grims.

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Thousands of story are spoken on every broken glass of that window
Those days where we used hang out & have fun, where we think ourselves as dhoni
Hitting balls Making sixers & out of boundaries cracking the window of neighbors house after hitting their asking them to return our balls getting scold by them & parents before getting our balls Near playground field there used to be old man house his face was angry always but he was one of the most friendly & kind hearted person.Everytime we hit the ball Everytime it goes on same window to break
Getting Scolding by them we grew up so of us are somewhere Making our dream in reality. after some year when we all visit that we recall of those days & all of sudden in our face smile & laugh occur seeing that broken window still it's broken
Still children plays there & get scold by them Some story never ends

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• The Broken Window •


~ full poem in caption ~

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A broken window.

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I hurriedly call the carpenter to fix it.

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From the shattered glass of the broken windows,
There was an attempt to peep out for the life I was living.
I was wondering who or what it was,
It was the child inside me trying to find a life "Again".

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Broken window.

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In the smoky night,
Through my broken window,
You came in, out of nowhere,
First I was surprised,
Then I was happy,
I lost in your happy smile,
I drowned in your deep eyes,
We sat for hours talking,
On life we were laughing,
Your words were almost,
Trying to take my heart,
And we were diving,
In the colourful pond,
Then, I drowned,
You knew how to swim,
I stayed drowned for long,
Your colour was all over me,
When I came out, 
Shining with your tinge,
You were gone,
All the smoke vanished,
Now, I could see, 
The moon and stars,
I stood staring,
At my broken window,
#pen

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टूटी हुई खिड़की से रोज़ झांकती है रौशनी
जो शक्स बर्बाद हो चूका था इश्क में क्या वो अब भी जिंदा है?

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