I Opened A Door Last Night Poem by Anisa Tara

I opened a door last night
Returning to my once world
There in the doorway beckoned
A quest for my old girl

Beyond the heavy veils
That curtailed dead from living
I presented my requests
For a woman of my searching

The answers came shrouded
From those too timid to speak
I felt their ignominy
For conversing with a spirit

One foot back in the grave
I saw how it was futile
None had even seen a glimpse
Perhaps it was she who had died

Just then a voice called out
A question heavy on her lips
Tell me of this special girl
The cause for all your misery

I spoke of her heart first,
Composed of the toughest gold
Pouring into the hearts of all
Such love I hear is still untold

The shroud replied swiftly
I felt bellows in my soul
Such love is but pretension
Intended to serve her alone

This is truth I believe
I will not bow to such doubts
I continued my return
Stopping not for this absurd shroud

The voice muttered again
She loved you only in tongues
Abandoned you in distress
As death heaved from your wilted lungs

How dare you speak as such
When you have not known us both
Aged fingers lifted the shroud
And I saw the face of a ghost

I am the one you seek
But listen - this you must know
Since you departed this life
I am not that girl anymore