Problems of living
Like broken
doorsMove
With two words –
Two door-shutters
Finding
no hingeStacked for auction sale
By the real estate owner,
No human
touch
To open
the doorTo tell tale till
Living is beautiful.
The door's shape
Within bricked space
Refused to be primed,
To set up to the reality.
Two door-shutters
With no
screw pansWith scratch of pains
Still begging love
For human
holding
For repairs to activityFor future leap
For essence of loving.
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