Open Window

by Kingshuk Chakraborty

When you leave the window open

Of your heart,

A gust may find the way in

To disarray

All that you have,

Uncover for a moment

A hidden treasure

Or a scar.

But it allows you

To breathe in the past,

Keeps you out of suffocation,

Lights up your room with sunshine,

Stirs the fragrance

That you hold within.

With some moments of discomfort

Should you think of closing the window

And let the darkness grow?

Get stifled by the toxic fumes

Of the fire smoldering in your heart?

Or would you let the window be

The way it is, unless it’s a storm?

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