Tuesday 26 May 2020

Doors : A Poem

From prying eyes
I conceal my beauty
Bohemian is my soul
tho' caged l may be

You shroud my body
but can never
restrain my mind
under shackles
of lock & key

of my thoughts
shall forever
remain free!

I open old doors
of my sensuality
to rewrite new hues
of my destiny

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