Strange Door Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

Strange Door



It was dark night,
The weary traveller
Knocked the strange door
Of the great room,
Someone asked him from inside,
"Who are you? "
Immediately the traveller answered,
"I am the tired wayfarer,
Please open the door soon, "
Hearing this, someone told him again in a gruff voice,
"This door opens only for the energetic and spirited man."

Sunday, March 8, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Me Poet Yeps Poet 09 March 2020

all doors are meantnot to be kept open think aloud nothing opens unless forced lol

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Aniruddha Pathak 09 March 2020

In life a man faces many a closed door, not by begging do they get opened, you have to push them open.

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