Lighted windows

You stand alone before lighted windows
In which, fish-like ,men swim to and fro.
On the balcony , a hundred meters away
Is the woman whose lips seem to tremble
With unknown words , poems or abuses.

Abuses ,hand gestures seem to suggest
May be poems in crisp blue air to a love
Situated in yet another lighted window .
You have a sea of lighted windows here.
It is your take, abuses or love in poems.

All the time , fish men swim to and fro
Reaching a glass wall and turning back.
There are lighted windows all about us
And fish men and women in balconies
Whose lips tremble in poems or abuses.


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