The Front Door Poem by Rajeshwari Narasapur
The Front Door
Why is it closed? ,
No one knocked at it, too.
Is the owner not at home?
How I wait to see it one day open.
Who would I see when opened?
Is this door representative of unseen future?
There must be light behind the door.
One day it shall open, as I knock
And spread the light of bright future.
Saturday, August 20, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: future,light
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