The Muse

(An International Journal of Poetry)

Volume-1                                          June-2011                                                        Number-1

 

 

The Door......

                                                                                                                                                        by Shradha Kamra

            

       I pass by here

unbiased each day

to feel you closer

until its gray.

with no other way

to unlock the door

neither the recourse

nor the roar

i put down my desire

to take this side

to stand at the door 

to look inside.

 

As I turn around 

Forwarding back

again to recover

the complete lack,

with still moves

and running eyes

I suddenly stop

and once more rise.

I turn around 

to the previous side

to stand at the door

to look inside.

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