The Locked Door

by Swila Bathool
(Karama, Dubai, U.A.E.)

I see there, a locked door
A huge door, to open I need to soar

I knocked and knocked
but the door was locked

I need a candle
or a torch with a handle

To hunt for the key
to get out and be free

I am trapped in here
I cried in fear

I swallowed hard
I cried to be heard

An arrow pierced
It happened as I feared

I heard my heart beat
a fast beat which no one can defeat

I cried in sorrow
I need a hard rock to borrow

A rock, to absorb my tears
the tears I have saved for years

I wish I had wings
to soar away from these feelings

When a door closes, the next door opens
is a sentence to relieve me from these burdens

I still have hope
and a kerchief to mop

I will wait and wait
until the day that I await

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Apr 13, 2012
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good
by: Anonymous

very good

Feb 11, 2012
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Great.Nice poem
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its a nice poem. More please

Feb 11, 2012
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Awesome poem
by: Anonymous

Awesome poem ....Keep writing

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