Behind the Door
The door that locked me in,
The door that became my canvas,
Ignited my creativity,
Stirred my numb mind,
I’m glad I sat behind this door.
The door that barred my way,
The door that nurtured my mirages,
Peeping outside was a sin.
It taught me to look within.
I’m glad I lived within.
The door that kept beckoning,
The door that argued assertively,
Chasing a false future is futile.
Clinging to past imperfections, pallid.
I’m glad it taught me!
The door that I shunned willingly,
The door that I kept closed
To emerge saner, subtle minded.
Positive vibes carried me far.
I’m glad it nurtured me!
The door that sparked curiosity,
The door that I broke open,
Delusions died with the door.
Realism was stark and stormy.
I’m glad I could break free!
Away from dark corridors of the mind,
Abandoning all fears behind that door.
I move into the realms of my choice,
Into the world of love and peace.
I look forward to the new world!
© Balroop Singh
Thanks to Sadje for an inspiring photo prompt #WDYS 353
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A beautifully written awakening Balroop. 🧡
Thank you for your lovely words of encouragement, Deb.
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Excellent. The words paint a beautiful picture full of meaning.
Thanks Darlene, I am glad you liked it.
What an excellent poem. It’s beautifully done and really interesting! 💛
Thank you Chris.
I love the whole story of the door in your beautiful poem, Balroop 🙂
Thank you for sharing your lovely thoughts, Denise. And a million thanks for reviewing Seasons and Crystals, much appreciated.
I love how well you’ve used the door as a symbol of captivity, and then giver of courage- giver of new ideas and finally giving the choice to choose your path. A beautiful poem. Thanks for joining in.
Thank you Sadje. This is the story of many girls in our society. I wish they could emerge from the doors of captivity that throttles their dreams.
So very true. Specially in our rural and backward areas.
It is so sad that we still are grappling with such situations!
Beautifully penned Balroop !
Thank you, Maggie.
your door to the world… if only we were all so appreciative of those doors… you inspire me ❤
Thank you for sharing such kind words, Annette. 🤗