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Doors

 With a new story yet to be told,

With a new opportunity waiting,

With secrets fierce and bold,

Waiting for its opening.


With a brand new world to explore,

And use it to fine-tune yourself.

With brand new stories to narrate,

Open the door and give yourself help.


You won't know what's inside,

Until you pry it open,

Let curiousity overtake you,

Give the door a chance and let its secrets

Be spoken.


There might be treasure, there might be traps,

Turn the handle and discover new wonders.

There might be fun, there might be gloom,

Not opening the door will cause hinder.


Each handle is a win, each door is a tale,

Wait for the time to throw open the door.

You won't find opportunities unless you try,

So open your mind's closed door to find more.



Comments

  1. Wow . A new thought about the door. You have treasures in your thoughts and the way you express in beautiful rhythmic words I like very much. Continue engaging us with positive write-up.
    From
    Pushpa Patti

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  2. Fine write up Shriyandhaa.Your writings are par excellence. Your experiences are now coming out as poems, short stories and articles. Continue your writing work and Excel yourself through poems and stories.
    Babu thatha.

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  3. Hi Shriyandha, as usual your write up is really amazing with touch of wisdom in it . Wish everyone should adhere to the last two lines in your poem and enjoy the hidden treasure of life. Best wishes to you dearπŸ‘πŸ‘

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  4. Superb writeup kannama
    πŸ‘ŒπŸ’

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  5. Look out with Open mind. You will always have big Treasure to enlist and enjoy. Hope this is the message of Shriyandhaa. Hats off to her. At this tender age, she thinks a lot and inks great. God bless her.

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