One day, I opened my window
to see children playing below.
But alas, the showers came
the rain god got the blame.
As the sparrows wet in vain
the waters flooded the lane.
The kids roared like insane
while parents took their canes.
They heard their mothers calling
followed by the lightning falling.
This time they yielded with pain
sadly, I shut my window pane.
13 thoughts on “The Open Window”
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This was one of the first poems written while in college..
Heart touching post
Thank you Tanvir!
Nice one dear sunith
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Good poem Sunith 🙏🏻
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Welcome Sunith 🙏🏻
Amazing poem Sunith! Too good👍 😉😊
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My pleasure dear friend..
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