Poetry || Hurry up

The old introduction we have done
Attention often we pour
In the hopper hopper

Clumps of tangled yarn we have straightened
We knit to form the heart in sua and jokes
But not yet!
Still half form

Seconds knocked on the door
Open the door of your love just for me
Let me in not just be a guest

But…
Jua the owner of that door

Immediately ...
You lock that door with certainty
Are we bound to be invented?