Roses at first I presented in person

Showered you with genuine affection

Still, between us you erected a wall rather tall

For my modest height

The window a little too high

Even the knob happened to be on your side!

Each time I found this window open

I played a soft tune

Cast a rose as gently as I could

Not knowing if you decorated it in your vase

Or simply cast it in the bin

Lately I’ve found this window completely shut

Will it ever open again?

Could insecurity or jealousy overpower love so!

Fatigued, I sit against the wall

To gather my resolve

So I could finally walk away

To my own comfort zone

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  Zohra Zoberi
Bridging the Gap
Enlightenment through Entertainment