R.K. Singh - FROM THE WINDOW

Tall houses appear
to grow like trees from the plane
slowly rising high

people turn tiny
with cars, water, birds and beasts
in the summer flame

nervously worried
watch the moving mass of clouds
from the window

eternal patterns
nature's wonder on the edge
a streak of orange

and thousands of lights
twinkle in colours like stars
seat belt fastened

R.K. Singh

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