Through My Window,
I see the world.
So many places,
So many things,
To go, and see.
I meet new people,
And realize,
That goodness still resides.
I look around and
do believe that beauty,
Still Reigns.
Through my window
I do.
It's a beautiful
Place to be,
And love.
To be loved,
And cared for.
It's wonderful, to be
Understood.
It is,
Trust me.
Through the window of my eyes,
I see,
I feel,
I start to love
This world
I live in.
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Its Me
PoetryIts Me is a collection of poems ... Based on one's inner turmoils, emotions and thinking , its includes everything we go through .. Very personal and close to my heart ,this collection tries to highlight the nature of things... you loose ,you fall,y...