Windows open vistas for us <br />Windows - of hearts, of minds or of eyes <br />Windows - which might open outward <br />Or inward <br />They bring the light on the other end to this end. <br /> <br />Windows converse <br />They open the alphabetical locks of our lips <br />When night weaves nets of darkness on windows <br />Life-spans speak out in whispers from abysses of pain <br />Windows then perforce remain silent <br />Suffer days of tongue-tied laws <br />Nights of oppression <br />And epochs of tyranny <br /> <br />Windows are self same stories of dreams <br />Of centuries <br />Mute testimony of chasms <br />Court yards and ruined houses <br />Evidence of rusted eons rattling with exhaustion <br />in tyrant time's primordium continuity <br /> <br />Windows have the heart of a woman <br />They open their body's wings of each clime <br />With a little waft of wind <br />With fragrance, sunlight, rain or moon beams. <br />They blow away paper-light images <br />And waste away life in uncharted desires. <br /> <br />When butterflies fly in front of windows <br />Eyes glued to window panes become tearful <br />With noontide memories. <br />Evenings look forward to a wayfarer passing by <br />When they're covered with climbers <br />holding forth red and white flowers <br />They fill closed fists with the touch of fire-flies. <br /> <br />Windows often insist on being kept open <br />They're surprised to watch cloud, birds <br />And the blue sky's expanse <br />If they're kept shut <br />They're afraid of the life breath of <br />Walls and rooms getting strangulated. <br />They're afraid of dwellers forsaking their houses <br />They also feel life's desertion <br />They also feel despondent <br />Windows are human beings! <br /> <br />Poem by: Naseer Ahmed Nasir <br />Translated from the original Urdu into English by Satyapal Anand. <br />Copyrights (C) All rights reserved.<br /><br />Naseer Ahmed Nasir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/windows-15/
