Ode To The Doorknob Poem by Sophie Allyah
Ode To The Doorknob
An unspoken with mistreatment
Abused in time without any appreciation
Antiquated, outmoded, démodé.
The deciding factor to everything
To success and to failure
Commencing through the twist
Before revealing the passage
Of what's on the other side
You must rotate the revolving knob
For the future to enter
It is not the door that matters, really
It's always the door knob
Whether you need a key or not
The main agent in the body part of a barrier
Shines like a coin from the bank
Reflecting the devil in presence
Gazed in eager with doubts to hold
With one twist to heaven or to hell
Made in different semblance
Designs in silver, gold, and metal
Painted or without
Unsoiled,
Rusting.
I liked your perspective in this poem. Your these lines are very good...It is not the door that matters, really It's always the door
The deciding factor is the key! A fabulous ode...Top score.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 2:15:42 PM # 1.0.0.1119
5 Stars for this WOW Poem. Enjoyed very very much, keenly out thought and presented full of many many doorknobs. The graphic is loveiest! The choice of words too.It is not the door that matters, really It's always the door Whether you need a key or not