When I Opened That Door
And then I opened that door
Oh how sweet was the sight that came to my eyes
My feet, my lungs, my whole body felt so sore
My house, my room, my couch, why it all seemed to be paradise!
Yes, see you, I have done a big blunder
I came out of it, thankfully
All I ever wanted to do was to be a cool journeyer
One who enjoyed long walks in the country
That day, I woke up at five, left home at six
Walked to the hills with the help of sticks
Watched the sunrise
Being, by such beauty, all mesmerized!
I sat up on the hill
I sat up and let my heart be still
I closed my eyes, and smiled
Why, thought I, life's miseries are sometimes worthwhile!
I chose to sit for a while
The scene unveiled itself to me in great style
How beautiful seemed to be grass wet with dew
Why, now, though still young, I did feel like I have lived through!
I lost track of time, I sat there for I don't know how long
At last, I did choose to get back home
That was when the rain started pelting; I knew I had to keep strong
I knew I had to, if I wanted to get back home, where it's safe and warm!
I climbed down the hill in haste, hoping lightning would not strike my body
I slipped, fell in the mud, got back up on my feet and tried to be steady
I walked on, I was drenched, I could not see my way
I really thought, my soul, on the hill on that day, would stay!
I walked on, with the sound of thunder roaring over my head
I prayed to be kept alive, in such a way, I did not want to be dead
I knew not when I reached some road
Some road with an unknown destination as its lead!
I looked left and right
Knowing not which way would lead me home safe
I was all moved with fright
For the worst did I brace
That was when a weird looking truck came towards me
The driver saw me and stopped, feeling for me, some pity
I'm lost, I said, can you help me reach home
Sure, he said, sure, get in I'll get you home!
All the way, he talked, he laughed, he joked
Still I was in fright
When I saw my neighborhood at last, from my daze I woke
Thanked the man heartily and rushed to my home with, in my heart, a jolt!
And when I opened that door
Oh you know not how it left me, all that was sore
I survived the worst of what I chose to do
Now, I did learn that it is not good at all, to overdo!
18 June 2015
Copyright © Anoucheka Gangabissoon | Year Posted 2015
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