Window on the Other side

Darkness wouldn't know

let it be in

shadows of fire 

let it blow.

Wait, there is a knock,

guess its his honey,

tangled curly tresses hide 

the show, oh no!

Parched throats and crushed rose,

stars know the story,

of  twin elope, but I see

a window lit other side.

Hanging tresses and lonely eyes,

waiting for new honey

couldn't know how to 

behold, take a breath lady!

And wait for more, its 

rebound timing and not 

the real show.

Shut the window!

-Prabhnoor Narwan Ghumman

Assistant Professor

Chandigarh University

Mohali