THE HALLS OF LIFE

THE HALLS OF LIFE

A Poem by Work in progress

Walking down the halls of life I walk alone

I see no hope in finding someone home

 

I find a door made of glass

I can see straight through it

I know it would never last

I feel a void in my heart

I now know I will need to part

 

I come upon a door of gold

it is so beautiful yet hard and very cold

I now realize it was never meant for me

I can’t stay any longer it’s time to let it be

 

I come upon a door that is warm and cozy

I need to leave I’m board than lonely


The doors are solid the floors they creek

I am feeling discouraged and yet I still seek

 

I come upon a door that’s red

It calls me in I know danger lies ahead

Unable to resist temptation

I find myself in the worse situation

 

Another door I will have to put in my past

I find myself having to ask

Where I am going what I am doing

that nothing I find is ever appealing

I just keep going day by day

and the pain I’m feeling just won’t go away

 

I come upon a door of stone

I already know there will never be any one home

I’m beginning to believe I am immersed in a fable

I need to find the strong and able

 

Walking down the corridors I’m all alone

and I feel I will never find my own way home


I look to find the door of love to open and find my one true love


© 2011 Work in progress


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My writings are all heartfelt and from my life experiences. I am an artistic soul that enjoys expressing myself through poetry. I would say, I am the epitome of a true romantic. Writing lifts my spiri.. more..

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