Saturday, 25 October 2014

A WINDOW TO THE WORLD

I need a window
That helps me see
The world,
And the rhythm of life in motion
In the far distance,
Where I can never be.

All I see is the serpentine road
That blurs my vision
And beckons me to wander 'n fall
Like autumn leaves and snowflakes
So I forget my mission.

I ask for nothing but
The strength to hold on
To the dreams I had savored,
Woven with tears in threads of gold;
A secret I cherished, never to be told.

by
Dola DuttaRoy
Calcutta, India

Sept 17,2013

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