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Window Panes
Window Panes
My windows are mirrors
Sometimes the panes are transparent
I can see the world through them
The passers by,the lonely beggar
The dusty road,the street mongrels
So empty,so lonely,this soft sunny noon
Give me back my mirror panes
I do not want to see loneliness
this is one of your absolute
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Glad for your nicety and attention to trash revisited :)
Glad for your nicety and attention to trash revisited :) May true soul happiness and peace never leave your pillowside :)
©bishu
Well I'd better hold my hands
Well I'd better hold my hands up then, I'm not a true poet ( have never claimed to be, so it's ok ) because I liked this very much, it struck a chord :-) x
Me iz da stranjest fellow on arth Of course anyone iz poet
Me iz da stranjest fellow on arth Of course anyone iz poet. Kords get stuck ; when struck properly poetry emanates..... Thanx so so much for reading mah umbel wardz Dear Respected LadyWellness and Sweetwater
Ya bot prompt me ta rite mor trashee.....
©bishu
I liked it too, Bishu. Does
I liked it too, Bishu. Does that take away my chances at being a true poet? ;)
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