My Home Poem by S.D. TIWARI

My Home



The walls and roof of my home
do not let in the sun and rains of anxiety.
I close the doors to let live safe
the love, peace and bliss with my family.
I open the windows to throw
the smile out and glimpse its reflections.
I keep the ventilators transparent
to swap symphony of life’s celebrations.

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