The Open Door

The Open Door

A cozy corner- a hidden place
on a cream tiled floor.
That's what I call "my space"
just in front of the open door.
The cold tiles makes me feel good
during the summer evenings.
Inspiration often lifts up my mood,
words start getting wings.
The open door gives me solace
as hectic thoughts can run free.
And I can look at Present's face
while searching for Future's key.
© Taruchaya

2021 April PAD Challenge: Day 14
Prompt, write a “from where you’re sitting” poem.

Published by Taruchaya

I'm the vast azure sky...I always look up very high. I'm the indefatigable mark is present everywhere. I'm the water of ocean and just can't live without me. I'm the unrestrained fire. I'm a secret desire. I'm the ineffable earth. I'm ineluctable since birth !!

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