THE HALLS OF LIFEA Poem by Work in progressWalking 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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Added on March 8, 2011Last Updated on June 22, 2011 Previous Versions AuthorWork in progressPalm Coast, FLAboutMy 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..Writing
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