The Door Was Closed Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

I stopped
In front of the mysterious door of the great room,
The door was closed,
I had to open it
To enter the room,
I tried my best
But didn't succeed,
After some time,
I saw a blank page attached at the centre portion of the door,
Soon I wrote a glorious poetry in it,
Immediately the closed door became open
And then I found the most precious treasure of the world
Inside the famous room,
My joys knew no bounds.