The faces of door,

In front and before,

Opening is questioned,

On either shore,

Inside and out,

Queering to sought,

With open and shut,

Every battle is fought,

The type of door of sky to shore

The type of door, of mind to core,

The type of door, of body to soul,

The type of door, of choice to poll,

Varieties of door- do’s and don’ts

Into thy world in different fonts

The key to door,

The reach to shore,

The knock to door,

The reach to core,

In heart core I die and live,

In life’s store I take and give

I shut the door,

To tackle the more,

And lock the door,

Choosing my shore,

In is a world,

And out too,

Door decides,

To live into,

Thank you the faces of my door,

For protecting my thoughts on either shore,

How could life exist?

When door dies,

How could solute a mist,

In open skies,

The DOOR of you and me is thank,

Oh GOD I knew now my real bank

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cleaner3 4 years ago from Pueblo, Colorado

very nice moneycop. flows smooth.

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writer20 4 years ago from Southern Nevada

voted up and awesome. Your poem dose have a good flow through it.

Thank you for reading onme of my poems. I'll now follow you, Joyce.

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moneycop 4 years ago from JABALPUR Author

thanks joyce...for the comment..

i hope i will write more alike once and hope to get gud once from u too

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