The Lockless Door Poem by Robert Frost

The Lockless Door

Rating: 3.4


It went many years,
But at last came a knock,
And I thought of the door
With no lock to lock.

I blew out the light,
I tip-toed the floor,
And raised both hands
In prayer to the door.

But the knock came again
My window was wide;
I climbed on the sill
And descended outside.

Back over the sill
I bade a "Come in"
To whoever the knock
At the door may have been.

So at a knock
I emptied my cage
To hide in the world
And alter with age.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Stephen W 30 May 2014

This one is really mysterious.

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poetryhater69 05 March 2019

this poem was bad. makes no sense. i hate poetry!

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Michelle Moughan 05 March 2019

I don't like this...

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Mital 16 July 2018

It’s nice poem it’s also easy to learn, great peom

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Mital 16 July 2018

Pls learn this poem easy

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B J 01 November 2015

Is this poem about death? When the time comes he was planning to go willingly but changes his mind, runs and hides....

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