Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Rookie (April 28,1992 / Philippines)

Doors - Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

It was one of those nights, dreaming in a castle of angst in a flourish. I was awakened by a figure who had the voluptuous body of a damsel in a far-flung castle.

“Dani.” The figure had said.
I ran.
I ran until
I found the exit.
But the exit held
A number of doors (there were four)
Upon those doors were inscribed
Inc ise

But you see,
I am maniacal,
I frantically ran towards
The door that had Shatter on it
I have loved the word
Shatter so much
Because to shatter
Is ubiquitous.

The moment I opened the door,
A mystical force of nebulous contempt
Girdled me close to the end,
Sent me to a pit,
Head first,
And there,
My head collided to the still grounds.
I suffered a shattered skull.

Now I wonder if I took
The other doors.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 21, 2011

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