My heart is that door
Whichever has been shut
For good since ages
It doesn't open to pariahs
It has questions that keep
Multiplying with time
Most likely it has been
Annihilated, destroyed.
It's ideally left closed
Till the dearth of time.
© Aarzoo Mehek
Let the wind enter it, Let the birds sit on the balcony Let the door ajar....And see the magic. A wonderful poem with lots of feelings kept locked inside your door...100++
Good evening mam, this is a very sad and emotionally poignant poem. I think this type of situation will arise when a person feels alone and no one can talk to them. But on the other hand " doors" are always positive for our lives Thanks for sharing such a beautiful poem
Aarzoo very touchy poem. Past often has lesson But to make you fearsome But to teach you precise Difference between fool and wise Good and evil in disguise Right and wrong vibe To make you mature little more Until the sun shines on the sky blue And you chose to do good all the more Even though your hurt is all the more worse Your good is most prescious treasure Maybe a healer for some Even though your hurt is all the more worse Your good is most prescious treasure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Till the dearth of time......fine.....thanks for sharing......anjandev roy.