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.