My Window

My Window

In life there should be spice,

With rise and few cries,

We balance our size.

With lot of thoughts coming in,

We actually grow and shrink.

And sometime blink,

Looking at the chunk,

We learn before our ship sink.

The view of my world,

Can be known only through my eyes bold.

Which is priceless,

Can never be told or sold.

Only few knew its value,

How beautiful is this view,

Which is only mine and forever new.

Believe me,

Try to see this world through your eyes and view.

You will see your world all NEW.