The light-hearted feeling.
The wall is solid with an Iron gate
The frame is strong at a visible rate.
Although inside it is soft
And calm like a loft.
Till the gate opens in a second
And an opportunity to see beyond.
Accommodating enough before
Filling it to the extreme door.
Before sealing its entrance
Having too much significance.
Accommodating the fastest occupant
Bring something dissonant.
It looked impenetrable
Just like inaccessible.
It is now cumbersome
And likely fearsome.
While sound bangs from within
As the space couldn't hold anything.
Where worrisome and irksome
With quarrelsome and tiresome.
Tops the occupant list
Like the ambiguity in jist.
Bursting the door open from inside
Given it a ventilation on the other side.
Losing all defiance
And tenant significance
Having a view in radiance.
Which is awesome
Empty enough in winsome.
It felt light in weight
Open up just like the heaven gate.
But to accommodate
And to filtrate.
For it softness
Still looks like loftiness.
Where the wall is solid
Its frame is strong and valid.
As it continues beeping
The light-hearted feeling.