She would stay awake
And look out of the window
She would see the mountains
And the trees
But confined she was
To the insides
A prison is what
She lived in
The window was her escape
From the prison
But lasted only for a while
She kept it a secret
For her master
If ever knew
Would take this away too
She would stay awake
And look out of the window
She would see the mountains
And the trees…
– Jafar Rehman
Amazing! I wish I had a talent to wrtie poems like this. The closest I did was write a poem about how much I love a oreo! ๐
Check it out on my blog! Its called a poem for you!
Love your blog!
Raveena
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Firstly thank you very much.I’m glad you liked the poem and the blog too.
I shall check your oreo one very soon. ๐
Keep Visiting.
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The beauty of your work lies in the sheer simplicity and magick it waves on the reader as your words paint the picture. Moreover, it’s serene and that I guess is the reason why they’re timeless ๐
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You think highly of my work.Thank you so much for it.
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The poem is incomplete..
There will be a time when she gets out of the window…
No master can ever hold her back because she is already free.
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