The Broken Window
A Anjandev Roy
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The broken window
Of my great room,
I never ignore it,
It's very precious for me,
I see the real picture
Of the world through it,
It never betrays me,
It is my true friend
For all seasons,
From morning to night
The broken window provides me both the best and the worst
Pictures of the world,
It never tells me a lie,
That's why it is always significant for me,
I clearly see the bright sun
And tranquil moon through this window
And for this I easily smell the original fragrance of both the sun and the moon in my refined poetic realm,
In course of time all other windows of my room have left me,
But the broken window is always with me,
It's my only reliable companion,
Indeed my sublime poetic soul is deeply entwined with it.
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