The Window-Poem

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

5 thoughts on “The Window-Poem”

  1. 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! ๐Ÿ˜€
    Check it out on my blog! Its called a poem for you!

    Love your blog!
    Raveena

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  2. 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 ๐Ÿ™‚

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  3. 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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