As Stories Unfold

Windows lament the gloomy days

Missed opportunities to hear from the travelling winds

Sometimes they mumble after a slight push

Lonely for now, they have no new stories to share

Out there, the busy world walks in an orchestrated way

Empty seats and abandoned dreams

Some forlorn faces, but most of them are stoic

Different dreams rush past similar paths

No glances are exchanged in this daily commute

Comparisons are surreptitiously imagined

There is a parallel world between the mind and eye

Always seeking a window of opportunity

Laborious stories stifle the course of a journey

The abandoned windows keep an eye on the world

~Amitav Chowdhury

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