Door of destiny
Words come, doors go, we open and nothing goes away, we walk, we walk in a chain in tears, in tips of tears of roses, where children will cry, where man cries, where he left his being locked up.
Door of life that gives me the opportunity to know without seeing the sky and the universe, I know they are there, open the doors so that I can reach you.
The door of death, the door of flame, the door of tears, the door of bone, the door of heart, the door of ghost, the door of dust, but everything comes from life that gives you the arrival of a door to being, and a door that takes you to the beyond.
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Hi @newton666 it's good to read you again.
Doors.. indeed they are open or closed and it can be a risk to if we take the wrong one. You wrote a poem that gives me a lot to think about (it also remembers me of the films "The Red Door" which I liked, strange how a single word can do this.
I wish you a great weekend and like your photo holding a pencil!
Greetings, I am pleased that you like my literature and well, that is what sharing content is all about.
You are right and I'm happy you shared.