Poem By suraj saraswat

My window is hope of my life,
every day it show me ray of hope,

how beautiful is my window.
it show me a blue sky with stars every night,

moon visit to see me from this window,
and show me his beautiful faces,

every day it change his face,
and smile at me oh how nice he is

window is my real friend always there,
every night and take care of me,

and my window allows me to see morning sun
he is my real friend always their,

my window is part of my life,
protector and sours of life,

i lie on the bed every night and we
both see each other with open eyes, ,

wind sings all the rhymes for me from it
until i close my eyes and sleep,

again in the next morning
it brings new rays of hopes

and i am alive again ready to fight
and my window is sleepy and tired now let her take some rest

window my beautifull friend,
without you who brings me a ray of hope

oh thanks to be with me
thank u very much my friend of nights


Comments about Window

Interesting poem of a friend window, not like tetevision window.

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