In Front Of A Mysterious Door Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

In the moonlit night
I stopped in front of a mysterious door,
The door was closed,
Being inquisitive,
I knocked it hard,
But nobody responded,
After a while being impatient,
I knocked the door very hard,
This time someone whispered to me from inside,
'This door remains closed for an unknown traveller,
Next time come here with your well known identity, '
Though I became frustrated,
I understood the great relevance of the words.