my mind speaks #3

I saw the door, no sweat to unseal .
Started digging through the air,
Came pillars, bitty.
One and two, I had them breezed
Three then four, left me effete.
Winged a few and I was skilled.
Trailing were the pillars, where I was concealed.
Soaked in sweat,
But my tire was veiled.
Here was the door, my hand had a key.

Author's Note

'my mind speaks ' #3
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Reviews

[Adam Adams]

Quite rhythmic... liked the flow you blew in..

If I hit my head hard, i'd come to know .. the "door" is heart & its "key" is love (if I put this series alongside the earlier two series I read) ... you sound quite good at putting down your thoughts/feelings on words. Enjoyed reading this series kinda much ... it makes many perspectives of love and its analogies to be shown. Nice work!

[Ayushi Jha]

No words to thank you so I will go with the clichéd one for now, THANK YOU :)

[Yash basan]

Bang cool this poetry is excellent. Keep it up amateur writer

[Ayushi Jha]

Thank you 😊

[AfolabiMA]

Wow! What an awesome write. This is really excellent poetry.

[Ayushi Jha]

Thank you so much 😊

[Katie dominguez]

I like your style. You have a way of provoking a lot of thought with such little words.

[Ayushi Jha]

Thank you so much. It means a lot.

[Jeannine Winklaar]

Amazing for a 16 year old. Keep writing! You will take down boundaries.

[Ayushi Jha]

Thanks a lot! :)