** DOORS
We rest secure behind bolted doors,
And lock all doors on our way out;
Through doors we are ushered in,
As a new born infant, or to leave in a
shroud!
Doors like our open arms, can invite to
embrace,
But a door when slammed on the face, -
Ceases forever to communicate!
That ‘welcome’ foot mat you see in
front, -
Is for wiping your shoes full of dirt!
For when we shut the doors of our heart,
Even doors left ajar, - will forever hurt!
-Raj Nandy
02 Mar 09
Interesting poem, doors to the heart should never close, doors to life should be left open, real freedom would be if the doors to our homes could stay unlocked.
I read somewhere that some tribals have no doors to their dwellings. Door is the symbol of conditional thinking and selfishness of mankind. People open doors to only those whom they love. Instead if they keep their doors open and invite all in to be loved at their home how beautiful it would be? Man might have invented door so as to protect what he plundered!
Your poignant conclusion says it all. The doors of the heart must never be closed. Without love life would have no meaning at all.10/10 Warm regards, Sandra
Hmmm... true enough...and Bongs take this to a fine art, if you ask me. Check out the Bong TV channels... Thanks Rajda...for the recall. Cheers. Subroto
Lines that are full of truth, doors are used as a wonderful metaphor.
Is for wiping your shoes full of dirt! For when we shut the doors of our heart, Even doors left ajar, - will forever hu...............once hurt and slammed the door nothingcan rach to us in proper way...best way is to communicate, , , clear the sky and careate harmonious atmosphere derspite beinghurt....very rich poem with its content....10 it was great time wheni was abt to comment on poemand received ur msg onhumanuty...such a coincidence.......
a symbolic poem..heart door and mat..lovely and very practically brought out truth
Good work...symbolic...doors mean a lot to heart...to love and hence to life...thanks...10
open the door and keep the foot mat too someone's gonna come this way through thirsty, tired of strokes of heat In search of water and homely peace the door shall show him the way in maze of darkness, the shine of the day so keep it open............ thanks for sharing this piece..........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'For when we shut the doors of our heart, Even doors left ajar, - will forever hurt! ..' to live with an open heart is harder and harder in the modern world.. but easy ways never lead to truth..thanks for sharing.. :) A.