Open Door Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
Open Door
The door was open,
Easily I entered the room,
There were so many beautiful things,
That I remained completely engrossed in those,
Whole day I enjoyed those things with my heart's content.
But in the evening
When I tried to come out of the room,
I could not,
Though the door was also open then,
It seemed strange to me,
As I pondered deeply to find out the reason of it,
I clearly realised that
The lovely things had completely grabbed my soul,
For which I had to stay in that wonderful room forever.
This is what happens at times to many of us.....be it a full moon sky or a pleasant sun rise or a sun set or something as you have said about those beautiful things in a room...we get absorbed in those things with no mind to get out of it....beautiful description you have given in this poem...interesting very much
A beautiful poem! I like your simple, clean and clear cut expression... keep it up!
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I would like to translate this poem
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7/24/2025 8:00:13 PM # 1.0.0
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