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.







