Shut Out - Poem by Shreya Jani
Life knocked at my door
But there was a lock on it
A lack of imagination prevented windows
Alack of faith stopped ventilation
I lay on my bed waiting still
Beyond the door there may be fields
Perhaps a river or two
There maybe waterfalls and rainbow
But on the bed I lay waiting
My tears became the waterfall
My Knees fold up mountains
My breath became the wind
My hair the fields I longed
Life came and I forgot to open the door!
I lay in the bed!
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