Sitting on the carpet of light
woven by the window bars,
a sense of longing stroke me tight...
It seems at times, that my thirst for light
and fence-less grounds
laid in satisfied by the windows...
And now it seems my love
for that place, poured over by sunshine,
arose from the same reason...
A good start with a nice poem, Namitha. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
Well conceived and elegantly brought forth. A beautiful creation. Thanks for sharing Namitha.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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