I'm Standing At My Window Poem by Samra Haq

I'm standing at my window
Looking at the outside view

By inhaling the fresh air
I'm standing on my cool wooden floor

Seeing the beauty
Everything is filled with love & purity

Weather is calm
It's like a dream world full of charm

My window is a portal to the another world
For the time being, I'm trying to
Throw away my fears & worries behind

Birds are chirping their songs
Little children are giggling in the park

Honey bees are buzzing around
Butterflies are flying & fluttering in different colours
As if I can see them near the pond

Sunlight is bright
Piercing through the sky
Hardly I can see anything
Sight by sight

Sitting all alone in my cold room
For the time being, I curtained my window
Where no sunbeams brake the glooms

Slowly the sun is going down
Again, I'm standing at my window
I can see the beautiful colours set in the sky
All clouds colours tinted with the mellow
Purple, blue and yellow

And now the moon comes up
I like the coolness of the fresh breeze
And it knocked me to my knees!
Are cuddling my hair
Dancing with my hair

Evening gown sawing gracefully
Nighttime is showing their generosity

The moonlight is beautiful
The colours of the land look colourful
Then the morning
And the wind picks up

This view makes me more peaceable
Like it has a mysterious glow

I'll appreciate as if the landscape remains still
Now I'm closing my windows; the weather is cold

I can't stand and stay and look out so long
Outside darkness, wrapping itself about one with a chill

As I go to bed
And I close my window
I remember this beautiful day
Maybe that is my purpose,

My reasons; my dreams
To be touched and be touched
And to heal and feel free
I'm always waiting for the next day
Every time I say thanks to God
By providing me with all these possible ways

By
Samra Haq
{24-09-2017}