your loud laughs,
wandering in the air,
like whirlwinds and clouds,
breaking the silence,
like rumbling thunders,
telling the upcoming rain,
and fears,
prevailing over the perverted sensation,
may be i will return home,
before the falling night,
.......who is waiting for ME,
I KNOW,
...................only walls & doors
Rafique Farooqi
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/walls-doors/
