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Clever poem! I like the style your using here.

A very beautiful poem..nicely penned. I quote..Windows converse They open the alphabetical locks of our lips When night weaves nets of darkness on windows Life-spans speak out in whispers from abysses of pain..the lines are absolutely fabulous. Congrats..! ! Thanks for sharing

This word is very beautiful.i enjoy your poe

Beautiful poem having a comparison of window with human body. Captivating one. Thanks for sharing.

Very well expressed and a reflective write. Thanks for sharing.

beautiful poem sir i like it and also read my poems sir

I would like to translate your poems into Chinese. May I?

This is a wonderful poem.... I think I'll have to re-read it though to fully appreciate the message.

Beautiful poem! I believe our eyes are the windows to our soul! Great write 10^

Great examples and comparisons! ! Windows and we are all windows..and we note and see all the wonders and terrible..sights.our hopes and dreams our failures and our passion......open windows. very well worded.

I am awe struck by your imagery. I feel taken by these words for there is gravity in each one. They follow the other perfectly, a symphony of great proportions...thank you for sharing.

It's an amazing poem that is completely honest

amazing diction and imagery..pleasure to read

Very beautiful: D I like the how you worded it

I liked this poem very much every one's life should be transparent like a window...

Beautiful comparison! We are all windows, we cannot help but to see all the wonderful and terrible sights that flit through our small worlds. And though impassive as they are, each instance touches us through open windows. And everything is released through open windows... Our hopes, dreams, fears... Spectacular translation

Wow. a smashing exeunt.

A nice one it remind us all to be like the open window and show transparency and honesty. Very good

Interesting, somethings open, some things close, but this one was open, now everyone knows...(keep writing.)

I really like this poem. Like windows that are open. My mind is too.