Poetry Life and Mind-ful Things

Doors Of Time

Doors of time eternally wait to give of its bowels drenched in adventure
Open to ideas from before and of those foreseen in thought
Doors of surprise and some not so but expected in gratitude
Advancement in knowledge critiqued by desired acheivement

For want of excellent perfection doors do waiver not, but waits
Longing to expel that which was asked of it from now and before
To render its belongings to those that have gumption inwardly
Burnt to crispness defined by desires soulful need for success

Doors of plentiful pleasure as seen by those beholden to its giving
Doth appreciate such opportunity to expound upon possibilities
So many doors in waiting for naught of ignorance’s sting
To bore that which it was destined to bare for the beholden

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