Author: Sarva Mishra, Class VII G
Things, things, things,
they are everywhere in my room . . .
things leading my faith
into a state of disrepair.
That’s when my eyes say look out of the window.
Things taking up my time,
running my life too
things keeping me from . . .
the “thing” I should do.
Just look out of the window, say my eyes.
Things cluttering my mind,
taking over my thoughts
The clumsiness the things have brought me
things that I have bought.
I should look out of the window….
Things, things, things,
causing me grief and strife
getting rid of those things . . .
not leading to eternal life!
My eyes were right, this I realise when I look out of the window.
