Through the coloured door

Through the red door,

you will smell the scent of lush roses blooming in the moonlight .

Through the yellow door,

I heard the sound of the yellow leaves swaying in the wind.

Through the pink door,

I saw a dragon fruit waiting to be eaten.

Through the grey door,

I felt ashes blowing in my face.

Through the blue door,

I looked up in the sky and everything was blue.

the house of mystery doors

In the room of books,

I would be the smartest of all because I read so many books.

In the room of ice,

I would have frostbite because of the low temperature.

In the room of pencils,

I was constantly writing stories because I had nothing else to do!

In the room of beauty,

I watched the sunset go down as I slowly fell asleep.

In the room of Hands,

everyone was giving me a high five.

In the room of screams,

I was covering my ears to the piercing screeches.