Pramiti Upadhyay

A Key Without A Lock

I was moving down a valley when I saw a key,
I thought whether it was for someone else or for me.

The key was no ordinary but golden
And it was situated in something rotten

I was delighted by the golden one and thus moved to fetch it
For the key might be a gift of God for me to use it

Holding the key in my hand, I started to walk,
Hoping to see a nearby lying lock.

I searched a lot, I searched a lot,
But I couldn’t find a lock.
I got angry and my head became hot.

I got annoyed and threw the key,
I started to walk thinking what my ...