Room

He locked the door to see who knocks,

To his dismay, no one at all.

He stayed locked in day and night

Still no sound or shadow in his sight.

So he gets up one day and opens the door,

Frees himself from the prison made on his own. 

The story goes, one fine day,

He seeks souls that might come and stay.

Little did he know he had a soul too,

Until he decided to open that room. 

So tell me my love, whom do you seek?

For whose arrival is not yet near?

Or the one who is already within?