binod bastola


Through My Window Sill


From my window sill,
In this early morning time of life's first drill,
Ray of lit with quietly bright,
With ease and sooth,
With amount of peace groove.
Knocked in my room- - without my permission,
She lay on my floor...
Tranquility, travel off...
The small part of my window sill, have the largest part of lit of love and peace,
Whole life's lesson through my small part of window sill..

Submitted: Thursday, July 31, 2014
Edited: Friday, August 01, 2014

Topic of this poem: life


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