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The Closed Door

The Closed Door

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The door was closed,

Walls till the ceilings were aroused


Window panes properly covered the grills,

My eyes owing drowsiness was the feels


Taking a deep breath of freedom around me,

I was ready to take a morning nap in name of thee


Suddenly I realized, I did not have my mobile to go through a Facebook ride,

I got up, opened the door to find out it was locked from outside


I started with little knocks for someone to hear,

Soon banging the door, I shouted with fear


There was no one in that silent morning to hear my screams,

I was fighting the suffocation just like bad dreams


Just a moment before, freshness that air did hold,

Knowing no way out, now my tears rolled


A feeling as if I could not breathe,

Now I know suffocation is not a myth


I kept o screaming, crying and hitting the door,

Hadn't she listened they might have found me on the floor


She let the door wide open,

My nerves caught my breath, still broken


In those few minutes, a lesson I learned today,

STOP making walls around your heart until it dies long before your funeral day


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