The Window

The window is open. 

There's a breeze blowing in. 

Close it please. 

Don't open it again. 

Do you ever listen? 

You said it was me. 

You begged me to stay. 

Then you opened the window again,

now I've gone away. 

It wasn't my fault. 

You said you would be true. 

You left the window open,

and in the breeze flew. 

Author's Note

This one actually is not anywhere near as good as some of the others. I have been so busy lately so I just wrote a quick and simple poem.

Reviews

[Stephen]

I really liked this poem. The window is a nice metaphor to use in this poem. Thanks for sharing. I enjoyed

[AaronFreitas]

Sometimes when people leave an open window we are left with the choice to stay or go... yet if they leave it what do they really expect us to choose? Good write :)

[D.T.]

Thanks lots Aaron! (:

[thewholesoul]

lovely poem, simple language with vivid imagry and emotional undertone of sadness. i suppose you shouldnt leave the window open for a free spirit to fly away. best wishes

[james miles]

I love the rhythm and imagery...beautiful...

[D.T.]

Thank you Randal. (:

[james miles]

~my pleasure

[closed]

this is catchy
i like the use of the window for a metaphor

alot of times this is a really good format to use for a poem


good job with it


-Dream

[D.T.]

Thanks dream!

[sereenaoutloud]

This is really good, i am liking your style, you are very expressive and your writes (what i have read so far) are strong !

[D.T.]

Thank you! That means a lot.

[alf]

Hi D.T. If that's the case, then I'd love to see what you might have produced with an extra hour up your sleeve!!!!! What a wonderfully expressive write!!! Sometimes fewer words give more impact, as you have shown here, alf

[D.T.]

Lol. Thank you!! (: