Hamid Yeganeh

Windows - Poem by Hamid Yeganeh

I love the windows
Because these are,
Air passages and Remember to breathe the house,
I so wish I had eyes that I can see all of the windows,
When I open the window, the passer-by voice it fascinates me,
Street view from the top of the window makes me happy,
But like a window I get impatient if I do not open it,
Strange contradiction in me to be carved,
Do open it today or not?
Seeing Beyond the overwhelming pain that window is injected into veins
And not seeing it makes me impatient ones,
Beyond the window of my room in a little house those older mothers,
Are virtually imprisoned in her room just moments come near the window
Looking to throw alley and leave until the next morning,
Do they all wish life was this?

Comments about Windows by Hamid Yeganeh

  • S.zaynab Kamoonpuri (9/24/2012 12:21:00 AM)

    A very nice poem dat itself is a window to yor muse! I hope u read me too. (Report) Reply

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  • Sina Farajzadeh (9/23/2012 1:08:00 AM)

    Hi Hamid. How you doing? Well poem, with personification, simile and rhetorical question. Good luck (Report) Reply

  • Elena Sandu (9/9/2012 1:32:00 AM)

    Well written poem great insight, no I don't believe the all want such life. Women survive with what is given, not all have power to fight for their freedom. But you are right both ways, some may find freedom as excentric feel, so let us admire the smile of a flower from the windowsill. (Report) Reply

  • (9/6/2012 2:59:00 PM)

    hi hamid, you reflect such a typical overlooked thought process which could be embraced anywhere in the world... there is something french cafe about this piece as it made me think of maybe how i would be affected on holiday in the thick of Paris...i truly inspiring piece tyvm (Report) Reply

  • Ellias Anderson Jr. (8/29/2012 11:58:00 AM)

    Dear Hamid, you are right, windows are strange things, we will see the light behind them and when we open them a large amount of fresh air will come through our house. we should open them when we need it.
    a great and nice poem. i really enjoy reading this work with my family.
    best wishes
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  • Unwritten Soul (8/25/2012 3:16:00 AM)

    Open the window let the sight travel outside and let the light enter inside....Closing the window shut the secret from being revealed....I definitely liked this, the window the images of one object that a door of colorful shadows and shades...but the true windows are our eyes....we may open our eyes to taste the light and takng all in one sight....but what inside us is remain mystery to outside....It is our thought, love to see the shades you made...keep it up...open it wide window invite the light! _Unwritten Soul (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 24, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 5, 2012

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