Slowly they have grown up
Rest on the sides
Small trees try to hug it
Sunlight draws pictures on the wall
Everyone busy with their assignment
Someone thinks to disturb me,
My writing
But the window attracts me
From high rise building it looks different
Birds are flying below me
High trees try to reach me
It retains the earth by oneside
And laughing by other…..
You lazy fellow writing to me!
Litan Dey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-wall-81/
