The blue window - A poem
In that small house at the corner
Deserted for long
There was a window, painted in blue
Which never opened to outside world
Both it sides together
But could not see each other
Everyone thought they are one
Bonded for life
Glued together, morphed into one
But no one knew the truth
Better than them
Every morning they waited to be opened
Their wait lasted till dusk
When the sun signaled his return
The two could only sigh
In the transition of night and day
They had resigned to fate, never gave up
Until one morning
They heard ominous sounds
A bulldozer moving there, determined, steady
Stopped for a while
And moved with a force, very high
Within minutes
The front came crashing on the ground
The windows broke into two
One over the other
They could see each other
The emotions bottled for years
Swelled to become a sea, nobody could see
They were in a tight embrace
Though it only came at the very end