#WritcoPoemChallenge
The door to tomorrow,
Opens in the shadows of today,
So brush aside the path of sorrow,
And make your way for morrow.

The door is a surprise,
Don't try to unveil.
If you veil,
You won't excite.

Your shadows will hide,
When the Sun stirkes noon,
Don't assume your future,
Your present will be mourn.

The door keeps on prolong,
It will make you long.
Open the lock of the door,
With proper key
Called "Present".
- Novelty Meena