Vera Sidhwa


Airplane Window - Poem by Vera Sidhwa

I looked out the window,
I only saw and saw and saw,
The city swirling below me,
Only the hands of nature could draw.


The window that couldn't be,
Shut or opened,
And not too big,
But letting me see.


This airplane window of the sky,
Was directly and indirectly my,
For you see,
It carried me up and high.


Airplane window, why are you so beautiful?


Comments about Airplane Window by Vera Sidhwa

  • Rookie - 93 Points Brian Jani (5/16/2014 4:10:00 PM)

    Vera Amazing showcase of poetry, keep it up (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,229 Points Thomas A Robinson (8/7/2013 5:50:00 PM)

    You are breathing smoke of burning bridges
    Swimming on high upon a once before
    Separated...appoligizing from an altar of sky
    The taste, while bitter and sweet, leaves you lonely.
    Pray for rain (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 29, 2013


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