The Thinking Girl Poem by sarwesh tiwari

With her clenched fist on the rod,
eyes gazed on the street,
I am yet to find out,
what she thinks looking outside the window.

Perhaps about the work
that she would do today
or about the home
that she would miss tomorrow
or is it about the man she loves
and window helps her to hide emotions
or is it about the freedom she wants
from the continous suppression.

Holding on for too long,
sighing off with deep breath,
at last she left the window
with a smile on her face.