A window in my room

A window in my room

Pink, yellow and white

Gives me a glimpse

Of life outside.

A dark room

With no light inside

The window in my room

Enlightens the space with it’s wisely eyes.

A lone figure

Engrossed with the ghostly past

Looks through the window

Of the worldly charm,

A glimpse of life

From the floor of death

I dive deep into the conscience of hell,

And back with a realisation

The window in my room

Saves me a day of procrastination.

A future of uncertainty

A life without a beginning

Looking for a dignified end

Amongst the four walls of cruelty.

The wind shutters the window panes

Yet it stands at its place

Still presenting me the theatre called ‘world’

The world that cares least about my past

Open its arms for a feisty start.