‘Story through a window’: Poem by Ashita Goel , SJMC, ASU

Those white pearls touching the ground
Shielded with happiness all around.
Not everyone can hear that inaudible sound
That crystal lustre is so profound

Seven colours, it surrounds
Such an astound, still uncrowned
Providing sake to the funeral ground
Carrying a message of love account

A poet’s eye has a varying sight
Those thunderous clouds with glimmering light
Pouring the water in the laps of mother
Quenching the thirst of every other

Different views with a different eye
Bounding thoughts, it untie
Shower of blessings by God for someone
For someone it’s an unstoppable cry

Ashita Goel 

SJMC, ASU