The window of my office

The window of my office

There are many boxes in the workplace

Glass windows cubical shapes

They have white sulmica all pasted

Wooden boards are exposed

I can see my cullies all around

From other room comes some sound

There are few people that I value

There are some unwanted values

But my favorite place is a little window

Right In a corner it gives a show

Its outside the loo shoved with wood

It has a dirty glass as its hood

You feel getting dirty standing beside

And yet it gives you a trippy ride

You see that light outside so white

You feel alive at life’s sight

Inside the office is another world

Outside is real the world so swirled

To be zombie and alive

Be wise and naive

Aah such cycles and that ride

But that hole is mode of all sights

The one we see the one we reside

A spark of light

Becomes pen’s might

Yes you window

You I like!!

Written By - MYSTICAL WANDERER