Category Archives: The Window

The Window : The Boy on the Street

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The view from inside the first courtyard of The Palazzo Vecchio- the town hall of Florence, Italy.

The Boy on The Street

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The entire world passes by

While she remains static

Finding relief from her reminiscences

And her morose thoughts

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She sees a young man on his way to work

An inquisitive light in his eyes

She knows not his name

It’s but a trifling detail

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She welcomes the anonymous exchanges

A smile and sometimes a wave

And assembles a hazy dream

Of carefree tomorrows

And hopeful todays

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Mumbai’s historic Chatrapati Shivaji Terminus (formerly Victoria Terminus)

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Humayun’s Maqbara (tomb of the Mughal emperor Humayun) in Delhi, India built 1569-70

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Alongside Chicago river

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Clean windows, plain, glass, open, close, bright,

Light, shaded, paned, shuttered, blinded, boarded,

Rusty, dirty, smoky windows.

Broken, shattered, run down windows

Windows that protect and hide, windows to the world outside

And sometimes to the world within

Unraveling layer by layer, revealing,

A tool for introspection and scrutiny,

A glance into a soul, full of secrets and smokescreens,

Evasion, denial, half-truths

Windows, they tell it all.  

The Girl at the Window

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Safdarjung Tomb, Delhi, India

The Girl at the Window

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I see her everyday

At the window of her house

Her face lurking in the shadows

Finding cover in the veil of secrecy

Obscurity in a shroud of seclusion

But her beauty is not hidden from me

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She’s a princess

From a faraway exotic land

I know not her name

Yet she has become a part of my life

My daily scenery

And I miss her now that she is gone