Doors Poems

Close All Doors

I knew, and you knew, that if I listened to "Unchained Melody," I would have surrendered to yesterday. Without the praises and disappointments, those deep, lingering sighs during moments of passion, our love seemed superficial by comparison. Everything changed the moment I saw his face in my dreams. Suddenly, the sweet sounds of Gheorghe Zamfir’s

I Carry Within Me a Church Without Doors

I never had a religion.
Only thirst.
And instead of drinking,
I shouted.

I was told I am lost.
That I burn too much
and God does not come to those who shout.
But He answered me only when I howled.

I carry within me a church without doors.
No priests.
No icons.
Only a cross shaped like a question
and a Gospel written with the blood

Doors to Dreams

     I struck the ball, it hit a star

     How’d it ever reach that far

       ~ Doors to dreams, left ajar

The Doors Of Memories

Wandering in the corridors of my heart 
Somewhere in a mystical part 
I came across a curious door 
But It felt like the  life's core 
It was decorated with joyful lights 
Which had brighten my dark sight 
On opening the door, the new world emerge
I entered it  as my heart urge

After entering I

Closes all doors

I knew, and you knew, that if I listened to "Unchained Melody,"
 I would have given up yesterday. Without the praises and disappointments, those long, deep sighs experienced during moments of passion, our love felt superficial in comparison. Everything changed when I saw his face in my dreams. Suddenly, the sweet melodies of Gheorghe Zamfir's

F the Doors Open

I am he who says goodnight. 
Don't take me for a label. 
At least I'm from a time when thought,
Use portents undue fable. 

Vuck doors and rules to hide lyrics lying for a sadist,
Lest the sense of selves perchance; employ spells of'n alchemist. 

I invoke the inner man.
I invoke to see that who wants for

The Doors Of Memories

Wandering in the corridors of my heart 
Somewhere in a mystical part 
I came across a curious door 
But It felt like the  life's core 
It was decorated with joyful lights 
Which had brighten my dark sight 
On opening the door, the new world emerge
I entered it  as my heart urge

After entering I

Doors Left Ajar

When those in this nation,                                                  

About the doors of our hearts

I opened the door to my heart
and had let it speak without a fence.

If you did close the door to your heart
"Do not worry", I give you that assurance.

Just be a keeper of the trust
by not using
any of our free and fiery conversations
to suddenly break my heart and the world
in an instance.

(31 03.2025) 

Behind Closed Doors

Intriguing thought begins to waltz, 
With baby steps, timid and coy, 
Twirling into a master ploy -
It hesitates and then it halts…

The thought is tamed, the game is on, 
Fervid, wild word search is in play;
The frantic quill redrafts all day, 
The mind’s in frenzy, dusk to dawn. 

Masterpoem is to be born! 
Or is

Hoping the Doors of Happiness Will Open

Hoping the doors of happiness will open ahead,  
I clung to fleeting dreams my heart had bred.  
Yet life, a cunning thief, stole the days away,  
Stripping hope from my soul, leaving it astray.  

Though I fell from the heights I to climb,  
I never crumbled like sand previous time.

Doors to Verity

I live in this imaginary world,
A world away from reality.
I fear to open the doors,
The doors to unveiled verity.
I shut my eyes and wish,
Wish forever to cling to this fantasy.

5/1/25

We Do Not Need to Lock our Doors

We have no surveillance tapes
No ring doorbell to capture strangers or friends
Our house could be unlocked day, night and on weekends
Our dogs like the inside door open
So, they can look out the glass door on the outside
Our dog doors are open twenty-four seven
So, critters can get in if they need to
They do not stay long
Our

LSD trip

In the sixties, a mere chemical fooled Timothy Leary
He became a missionary, to the jaded, the weary
He thought he had the answer to the question:
how to get the key to the doors of perception.

We could become one with a conscious field
That only trickles in; you could make the walls yield
More than that, LSD could make

Behind Closed Doors

We all have a part,  
Locked behind doors in our heart.  
We treasure it with care,  
As if it were a work of art.  

Soon those doors open wide,  
When we find the one to confide.  

We guard it closely,  
Not for show or for display,  
Yet

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