Category Archives: Poems

The Window

On a silent lazy Saturday evening

As the sun was leaving from work

Night shift stars were getting ready

And I looked out of the dark window

An iron bench was there in the park

Her head resting on his shoulders

The cold evening was getting hotter

Passion was getting into it’s groove

Beyond the rules of right and wrong

Two souls seeing the reddened skies

And I pulled down the curtains then

This window always gives me stories

Because this window is of memories…