#door poems on Hello Poetry

George Krokos May 2018

Quatrain #353 - You're the light in.....

You’re the light in the darkness that all creatures seek
and the light shinning in our hearts if therein we peek.
The key to that door though is of love, truth and grace
which only You can bestow allowing us into that place.
______

You = God. or a Perfect Master From "The Quatrains" ongoing writings since the early '90's.

#light #darkness #creatures #seek #heart #key #door #love #truth #peace

runningIntheDark May 2018

My Closet Door

When I finally broke; I shattered.
Little broken shards, in my tiny glass closet.
Bloodied and broken.
Shaking with a pain and understanding I had never felt.
A brokenness I needed to know.
An understanding of the way it should be.
In opposition to the way it was.
My glass closet door could be left ajar.

#closet #lgbt #gay #lesbian #door #glass

Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2018

No One There

Light from the TV
Iluminates the living room
But she is not watching
The colors and motion bloom

Music from an old radio
Softly wails some ghostly tune
But her ears are not listening
Her eyes are fixed on the moon

No wind or rustle of leaves
To break the quiet and still
Of the small house residing
At the top of a wayward hill

The leaden night was falling
The dark sky pressing down
On the reflective soul that lived by herself
On the outskirts of town

Two fists sheathed in black armor
Came rapping on her lonesome door
The next day when the sun rose
Nobody lived there anymore

I am not sure what this is about because it was written in 2014 haha very vague and cryptic though. I am assuming it is a symbol for death.

#life #night #gone #there #black #lonesome #day #door #sun

Aa Harvey Apr 2018

One of a kind

One of a kind.

In a silent room, a heart beats.
In a room without walls, the mind is free.
Through a never locked door, I see a key.
Who knows where this key will lead?

In a pitch black thought, a light shines;
The only thing we all have; is time.
In reality we are all blind.
You and I are not so different…
We are both one of a kind.

(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

#heartbeat #mind #door #key #pitchblack #light #time #youandi #memories

Aa Harvey Apr 2018

Heart Door

Heart Door

I've been picking out thoughts like you pick out a dress.
I must confess all the time I misspent.
It has been so long since I last ate,
But at least I'm moving in the right way.

With you at my side, I know I'll be alright
And in the morning light our love still shines.
It’s been three years now since we first met
And when I can't recall, you never forget.

So I'll let you know that I love you so.
My heart, for you, is always in full flow.
Writing all my words, I am just a pair of hands.
I love to hold you close; I have a need to be your man.

If the daylight ends and I fade away,
I want you next to me when I am old and grey;
Because all this is great, but you help me rise above,
All the mundane life that I would have, without your love.

I know what I have; it has no price,
Because with you by my side, I love my love life
And if we ever split, there will be no more;
Just a closing down sale and tape over my heart shaped door.

You're the only one I am letting in,
Because my love you give me all that I need
And if I ever say, let’s just leave this,
You have to tell me straight, we are meant to be!

(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

#heart #door #confession #me #light #us #relationships #poetry #life #lovelife

Diána Bósa Apr 2018

Camera

Rumor has it one takes pictures of stuff
that one is afraid of losing.

The girl who captures moments with her camera
seeking the company of entangled dwellings
beneath the womb of nightfall
for the city is silent
in this witching hour of her heart;
her misbegotten heart which,
with - step by step - every beating
also grabs, in her own way, fragments of reality.

So, she wanders through the whisper-lighted streets
by taking pictures and immortalizing shapes,
searching for a dead-end for finding a living door,
a door, which she may be able to preserve,
to his sorrow-sealed soul.

#camera #heart #sorrow #nightfall #love #moments #door #deadend #fragmetns #pictures

Michael Ryan Apr 2018

A Psychologist Needs a Psychologist

I imagine a therapist office
as they are lavished in on tv shows
and they're not really like that;
instead of a cozy dimly lit office
it's a white wall maze.

As my doctors
are not private ones
and they surely disclose
all about me
to the insurance company.

I can't help, but twiddle my thumbs
and wonder about the
cries for help
that linger on these paisley painted
dry walls--
snickered with inpersonal
portraits of strangers;
that probably wish
they hung in one of those
elegant, brash, and luxurious offices on tv.

Or maybe instead
the paintings longingly wish
to be dead as well--
instead of being
in this subservient storehouse
that is standing in for an therapist office.

Getting up from another stand-in
this rash beast of dull coloured dust;
calling it a chair would insinuate people
are supposed to sit there,
but I assume
it's true purpose is for the ill-ful
to find something uglier than life itself.

Leaving through another betrayal
that existence couldn't be more lame
is a doorway with the most faux of all possible doors;
it's screaming "nobody ever cut down a tree to make this".

Slipping past another door (eye role)
I come to be in the same room,
but this space is two faultering steps to the left.
And instead of dust everywhere
it's a mobbish moss melancholy
that distastefully lingers
in my personal office's air.

Giving help, but needing help. Can you receive help if you already know what they will say.

#psychologist #psychology #philosophy #life #death #depression #chair #door #wall #colour

Christian Acheampong Apr 2018

Always There

I write.
Not only because you ask me to,
But so I don't lose myself.
So I don't close my eyes.

Monotone colours, blurry sight,
The makings of a clouded mind.
You are the sun I await.
A golden visitor.
But you feel like family,
Regardless of our bond.

You can ring my doorbell anytime,
Knock on my door,
Clap my letterbox,
Knock my knocker.
You can even text me you're outside.
I'll always be waiting, though,
That day may never come.

It's cold outside,
No matter how warm your smile is.
People are attracted to warmth.
You may feel they want you, but alas:
You'll see how swiftly you're out,
The moment your flame flickers.

I'll be your home without four walls,
In a world of ever-changing rules,
With my heart being the open doors,
The colours so grey will return to plain.

#home #fire #door #cold #warmth #love #eyes #thought #dream #warm

Aa Harvey Apr 2018

Doorway

Doorway.

I only open future doors,
And any door I pass through,
I close it and lock it behind me.
Once I have passed through,
The key is destroyed,
So no matter how loud you knock on the door,
It will forever remain shut;
And you will be left alone and annoyed.

You can shout obscenities and question my motives or my person,
But I am no longer the great listener that I once was,
For I am too busy flirting,
With a new romance; you missed your chance.
I have found a new person with whom I want to naked slow-dance.
All that which you have lost will never be repeated,
So repeat after me “I did not cheat.”

The door behind me is becoming the door to a mouse house.
So small in its importance; for I have left purgatory behind me.
I am awaiting what is out there to be seen.
Love is on the way and you are way behind me;
Are your pastures green?

Remember what you will never again have.
You had a chance; you took your chance for granted.
You missed your chance for a first dance.
I have a key in my hand; this door locks from the inside.
I hope the weather stays nice outside.
I am closed to the past;
You shall become nothing as soon as,
A new door looks quite appealing;
Maybe it is her time that I should attempt to be stealing.
Wasting away with me in my twilight years,
Will be my one love; after years and years.
She will only speak beautiful words of truth…
And you?...

The door behind me is left to rust.
Bottomless pits for the ashes.
This truth,
This trust,
This love…
Is dust.
I hope this makes you happy.

(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

#future #life #history #love #lovelost #romance #girlfriend #adultery #hope #door