The square window

The world comes alive through my small window..

And I cherish, I wonder. 

I see through the looking glass ..

to that small glimpse of infinity..

And hold my breath for hope..

Little trifling daemons visit me every day..

I fight, I learn. 

The rubics cube never matches,

Still I play, 

and continue learning.

The square window brought news

of passing sand,  and shining faces.

I can't hear..but I do see them..

the pretentious smile,

and the forgotten tears they hold..

The squared world changes color,

yet stands still,

At  dusk, my window reminds me

of the days passed by..

I smile back at the squared world,

and ignite the candles in the other side..

(inspired by Amar janla, a song by Anjan Dutta