Inside the locked door

Inside the locked door

A Poem by Arundass TP
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Rusty and dusty

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When the old transforms older
Older transforms to oldest
The brightest moon seems dusty
The brightest and strongest metal seems rusty.

Call it's rusty, it's muddy
It's matured but never clear and virgin
Vulture's are waiting ringing the bell
To see the oldest, to welcome maturity.

Hyaena's follows vulture's
Maggots, flies and flees follow hyaenas
The oldest sit's indoor, cultivated
Locking the door intact.

Vultures have brilliant eyes
Matured more than the rusty beam
Burn's the door into ashes
Wishes the oldest good luck.

© 2023 Arundass TP


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During time life is given and taken away in nature’s recycling. Nice work.

Posted 12 Months Ago


Arundass TP

12 Months Ago

Thank you friend 😊
The circle of life. In some cultures, the elderly are revered. In some, they are disposable. Always, the weakest are food for those higher up on the food chain. Well penned, and I thank you for sharing.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Arundass TP

1 Year Ago

Thank you friend


what goes around comes around .. just for the record, I was once almost hit on the head by a vulture that must have died on the wing .. and then on my way back .. the dogs had had their fill .. well penned my friend .. Neville


Posted 1 Year Ago


Arundass TP

1 Year Ago

Thank you friend 😊
There is so much food for thought here. An interesting depiction of the circle of life, dear Arun. Enjoyed a lot.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Arundass TP

1 Year Ago

Thank you friend 😊
A very smart and well written poem. Good work.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Arundass TP

1 Year Ago

Thank you friend 😊
This is amazing, I really enjoyed this write. Very nicely written

Posted 1 Year Ago


Arundass TP

1 Year Ago

Thank you friend 😊
Love your nice poem.It is certainly a thought provoking piece.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Arundass TP

1 Year Ago

Thank you friend 😊
Neville

1 Year Ago


you are most welcome ..
Dearest, Arundass TP, I love it!
The moon rusty,
The brilliant eyes
the imagery of the maggots and hyenas, and so delicious
then the door locked, it gives me an insight to what I see an illusion and then the door, great write, Dear,
-----Maynard

Posted 1 Year Ago


Arundass TP

1 Year Ago

Thank you friend
1809 Black Plague December

1 Year Ago

most Welcome, Dear. :P

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Added on November 21, 2023
Last Updated on November 21, 2023
Tags: Psychology, mystery, life

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Arundass TP
Arundass TP

Thalassery, Kerala, India



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