The door

All doors have gone to close,
The bitter sweets have delivered to my home.

I have not to forget the so cold loss,
All doors have gone to close.

The myths came to true,
The suddenly feelings came to became flu,
All doors have gone to close.

The myths of depression came to true,
I am in depression.
What am I to do?

Wait a minute, trouble-shoot own mind,
I have dignity and I can do,
It's my style.

Enough is enough, let's keep quite,
I am the door and it cannot closed itself,
Until do I not want might.

All doors have to open!
                                              ...SHIVAM KUMAR