I sat down, I saw through the glass window
Empty road, a very tall leafless tree
On the ground snow was very, very low
From here, a single bird I couldn't see
Not a sound, No slight movement to be seen
Only Silence in the white neighborhood
As far as I could see there was no green
No leaves on the trees, only their thick wood
I coughed loudly, still I broke the silence
Again peace restored, nothing exciting
Far away I heard the creak of a fence
Had somebody come back from their shopping?
Waited, but still not a knock on the door
I meant to get away from the window
Slowly I shut the window more and more
Away from the glass window I did go
-Gaurang Rao
