Monday, April 27, 2015



When will the door open?
Or at least the window?

I need to know
Or just a glimpse?

If there would be hope
Or would it be wait forever

What are you waiting for?
I am tired of standing

My legs hurt
The sun above drench me in sweat

I am afraid of the blisters
Would they would poison me

Please open the door
Or just the window?

Before the blisters open
And bitterness enters

Just once
Just once let me know

Even so, I wait here
For you to open the door



  1. Oooh - there is a lot of tension and dread in this poem - what is it about? Fellow poet ~Liz My blog is at: Blogger will take you to the wrong site.

  2. Visiting in these final days of the challenge. Congratulations on all the poetry you created for your theme this year. I appreciate the creativity it has taken. If you have any energy left, come and visit me. I hope a good time has been had by all.

  3. I hope the door opens soon :)


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