The Mystery Behind The Closed Door - Poem by Sudeesh Kalashakkaran
A stranger came to a strange house.
Who is inside? asked the stranger.
The insider, slightly, opened the door.
Seeing the uncanny face of the stranger,
the insider shut the door quickly against the outsider.
'What is so strange in me which always estranges me',
exclaimed the outsider.
Resolved to penetrate the enigma of the inside,
the outsider broke the door, broke it into pieces.
The mystery of the inside is thus unravelled.
The mystery is mysteriously engraved
on the surface of the closed door.
And the door is made of wood
taken from the deep forest of fear.
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