I ensconced myself with parlous disheartenment
Cursing my destiny; I resolved to look high and low for a spare door

I was determined to nose out the open door
“Run! Run!” my inner voice kept vociferating,
Although I had no verve left to move
The door was shut hard before I could cross its threshold and
All I saw in front of me was the closed door
I banged on it with full pique
Knowing it would never reopen
Considerations of changing my route crossed my mind
But I was too stonkered to think of chasing another dream of mine
I ensconced myself with parlous disheartenment
Cursing my destiny; I resolved to look high and low for a spare door
Well I was not such a dimwit to not know
When one door closes, many others do open
We just need to keep our self focused on our aspiration
I was determined to nose out the open door
That was anticipating to usher in its little discoverer
Because all she’s seeing in front of her presently is the closed door.
The Closed Door – A #Poem By Chandamita Bora http://www. http://t.co/pP1T6o9kVh
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