From The Window Poem by Ram Krishna Singh
From The Window
Tall houses appear
to grow like trees from the plane
slowly rising high
people turn tiny
with cars, water, birds and beasts
in the summer flame
nervously worried
watch the moving mass of clouds
from the window
eternal patterns
nature's wonder on the edge
a streak of orange
and thousands of lights
twinkle in colours like stars
seat belt fastened
Wonderful imagery. An original mind is definately at work here. Kind regards, Sandra
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4/16/2024 6:59:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Thanks, Sandra, for your very thoughtful comment on my poem. R K