The Door Left Ajar
Everynight,
I wait for the dawn
Hoping,
You might just walk in
From that door
I had left ajar
Anticipating your return.
Then the dawn
Matures into the day
And the day
Dissolves into dusk
My door
Still remains ajar
Anticipating your return.
As the dusk
Gathers more of its colour
And embraces stillness
Like impending doom.
My heart sinks
As if shipwrecked on sea.
My door
Still remains ajar
Anticipating your return.
Then
Everynight
I wait for the dawn
hoping
You might just walk in
From that door
I had left ajar
Anticipating your return.
poem by Anjali Kakati
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All day long the door of the sub-conscious remains just ajar; we slip through to the other side, and return again, as easily and secretly as a cat.
quote by Walter de La Mare
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Wait
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I wait.
The waiting room is bare.
The window blinds are shut
and the door opens only in one direction.
Remember to leave it ajar
when you return.
I wait.
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poem by Frederick Kesner
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Star of Bethlehem
‘Will you come again? ’
I asked you that evening
Your steps moved silently
Towards the door
The setting sun by then
Stealthily entered through
The door ajar
All set to grab you
The floor under my feet
Felt damp
Dusk, gathering its shadows
The question silently repeated
As silently as the stars that
Revealed themselves
On the fading sky
You turned your head
Standing one step
Outside the door
Your eyes twinkled
As those stars
Hope hoisted
A star-like flag…
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Chairman Miaow
Stealthy, silent, sleek in darkness
Fluid feline's fearless progress
Patrolling, probing, paws with flick knives
Agile, adept, armed with nine lives
Domesticated yet one step from wild
Hunts to kill, then plays like a child
Explosive reflex, power and grace
Laser sharp eyes pare through space
A territorial dispute erupts
A flurry of flying fur in tufts
A chilling howl, a scream of pain
The vanquished flees, victor remains
Dawn brings her to the back door
With feathered gift upon the floor
She's looking up as if to say
'Here's my good deed for the day'
With door ajar she squeezes in
Heads for her dish and food therein
And then a day of sweet repose
To wait for night time's veil to close
poem by Esra Sloblock
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Star of Bethlehem
‘Will you come again? ’
I asked you that evening
Your steps moved silently
Towards the door
The setting sun by then
Stealthily entered through
The door ajar
All set to grab you
The floor under my feet
Felt damp
Dusk, gathering its shadows
The question silently repeated
As silently as the stars that
Revealed themselves
On the fading sky
You turned your head
Standing one step
Outside the door
Your eyes twinkled
As those stars
Hope hoisted
A star-like flag…
#MY HEARTY WISHES FOR A MERRY CHRISTMAS! #
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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This Is Getting Old
"This is getting old."
"I'm sick of you."
I nodded, shrugged
You took the door ajar your left
I lingered a little while
Your footsteps dissolves into the drumming noise
"This is getting old. I'm sick of myself."
There were no other doors
but the one you took when you left
poem by Norman Santos
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My Destiny
I bent the bone of destiny
Before it travelled far,
I rearranged the angle
So the door was left ajar,
I walked to a brand new future
Leaving worn out ambitions
To float into the air,
Old challenges have vanished
Without a trace of being there,
I`ve set a new standard
Achievable to me
That will enhance my life forever
Without charging me a fee,
I`ll move within my comfort zone
Contented every day,
Hoping my destiny will find me
Somewhere on the way.
poem by Heather P Wilson
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Transcendental Incremental 14,15,16 beats
The wherewithal within us all, remains a quest too far
If time should cease in times like these, but leave the door ajar
The door which guards us from ourselves, both keeping out and in
The doorway to the land of Elves, of pleasure and of sin
For therein lies the course, of course. The path to see the self
To poke, provoke and twist the joke we should leave on the shelf
As not all that derives from us, will surface as it should
Some sources lead to bitter seeds, not every core is good.
Lifetime's filter, out of kilter, clouding how and what we see
Let the door swing to and fro, revealing things I may yet be.
Contradictive contraband, once stowed away for fear of capture
Gilded over with the gloss of our internal self-made rapture.
poem by Hola Mentirosa
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She lay as if at play
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She lay as if at play
Her life had leaped away—
Intending to return—
But not so soon—
Her merry Arms, half dropt—
As if for lull of sport—
An instant had forgot—
The Trick to start—
Her dancing Eyes—ajar—
As if their Owner were
Still sparkling through
For fun—at you—
Her Morning at the door—
Devising, I am sure—
To force her sleep—
So light—so deep—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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The courage of the poet is to keep ajar the door that leads into madness.
quote by Christopher Morley
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My Affinity
I am the farthest far
Chased by chased cars
I am the subtle scar
Of the old dead star
A remnant of the war
An option always ajar
Just, always, ajar.
poem by Norman Santos
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Doors Opened And Closed
Our God can open any door, making things better than before,
That last place in which He chose, to permit that door to close.
He takes us on a chosen path, through that uncertain aftermath,
Working out all for our good, doing for us what we never could.
Nothing can hinder God at all, no matter how big, or how small,
He, who moves the heart of a king, is not hindered by anything.
God always works in His time, a schedule that is so unlike mine,
As God deals with me faithfully, I need to wait on God patiently.
Seeing no doors opened now, I must not question why or how?
As all doors still seem closed, to see what is not yet disclosed,
When I do not understand, knowing His heart, I see God’s hand.
As it may be a time for me to wait, while God’s help I anticipate.
Some doors are closed to stay, and inaccessible to our dismay,
Forced out of a comfort zone, but, we’re not forced to go alone,
Moved by God’s plan instead, guided by Grace, to move ahead,
And in His Grace, strength we find, to leave familiar ways behind.
Whether doors are closed or left ajar, in your earthly life thus far,
God will always open one for us, when in Him we place our trust,
And believers need not to despair, as our Lord shall always care,
For each one of us until we see, the Glorious Door up in Eternity.
(Copyright ©09/2009)
Times' Closet
Rummaging through Time's Closet
small scenes and quiet joys
looking I
for Meaning's Ploy
which hides in corners
perhaps there is even a secret door in there
where I can or will deploy
some new found secret power
which will make my Time Closet
Grand.
But for now there are only small things
some tattered, semi-hopes
some sweet things
and many many dangling memories
which I take out occasionally;
some to mend and re-make
where reality was too bleak;
I cuddle these
infusing them
with words I never said
or should have
rescue some of them from ignomy
others fondly fondled
as befitting the tiny jewels they are
and then I smile
my slow smile
and for another night
close the door
my closet
treasures
sigh
anticipating
my return
another day.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Band Of Gold
Now that youve gone
All thats left is a band of gold
All thats left are the dreams I hold
Band of gold
And the memories of what love could be
If you were still here with me
You took me from the shelter of my mother
I have never known or loved another
We kissed after taking vows
That night on our honeymoon
We stayed in separate rooms
I wait in the darkness of my lonely room
Filled with sadness filled with gloom
Hoping soon
That youll walk back through that door
And love me like you tried before
Now that youve gone
All thats left is a band of gold
All thats left are the dreams I hold
Band of gold
And memories of what love could be
If you were still here with me
Dont you know that I wait
In the darkness of my lonely room
Filled with sadness filled with gloom
Hoping soon
That youll walk back through that door
And love me like you tried before
Since youve been gone
All thats left is a band of gold
All thats left are the dreams I hold
Band of gold
And the memories of what love could be
If you were still here with me
I wait in the darkness of my lonely room
Filled with sadness filled with gloom
Hoping soon
That youll walk back through that door
And love me like you tried before
song performed by by Belinda Carlisle
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The Country House
Did the door move, or was it always ajar?
The gladioli on the table are pale mauve.
I smell pale mauve and blue,
Blue soft like bruises—putrid—oozing—
The air oozes blue—mauve—
And the door with the black line where it does not shut!
I must pass that door to go to bed,
Or I must stay here
And watch the crack
Oozing air.
Is it—air?
poem by Amy Lowell
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Sitting By Heaven's Door
My love without two being together
Through the good times and stormy weather
Ooh, but you fall for us
It should lose in you sudden darkness
You should always know I'll always be
Sittin' by heaven's door (Mmmhmmhmmmmm)
Waiting for you to come home (I'm waiting on you to come back home, oh baby)
Sittin' by heaven's door (Oohoohhoobaby)
Waiting for you to come home (I'll be waiting, no hesitating)
Hohoall I know is from this day on
We bond as one forever more
No way, no way we can lose, mmm
And any mountain we can move
With a team who beat the game called love
And, oh, oh, ooh, ooh
You know the time will come
When life will end somehow
And one of us is left without the other
If it happens to be me
Don't worry much, darling
I'll leave a passage to my heart and this is where I'll be
With the key in my hand
Sittin' by heaven's door (Hoooohooh)
Waiting for you to come home (I'm waitin' for you, baby, ooh, yeah)
Sittin' by heaven's door (Hoooohoohooh)
Waiting for you to come home (Waiting, baby, for you)
Sittin' by heaven's door (Hoo)
Waiting for you to come home
Sittin' by heaven's door (Hoo)
Waiting for you to come home
Sittin' by heaven's door (I'm waitin', anticipating, yeah)
Waiting for you to come home (Come on, come on, baby, ooh, yeah)
Sittin' by heaven's door (Come on home to me, yeah, oohhoo)
Waiting for you to come home (Come on, baby, come on, baby, come on, baby)
Sittin' by heaven's door (Come on, baby, come on, baby, come on, baby, come on, baby)
Waiting for you to come home (Come on, baby, come on, baby, come on, baby, come on, baby)
Sittin' by heaven's door (Now come on back, come on, baby, oh, come on, baby, come on, baby)
Waiting for you to come home (Come on, come on, come on, come on, baby)
Sittin' by heaven's door
Waiting for you to come home
song performed by by En Vogue
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Paranoid
Did you ever have that feeling in your life, that someone was watching you?
He dont have no reason, thats right. but, still hes there watching you.
Someone is waiting just outside the door, to take you away.
Everybody knows just what hes there for, to take you away.
But, you dont know why hes been waiting.
But, you dont know why hes been waiting.
Spent too much time anticipating.
Spent too much time anticipating.
Did you ever think it could be you, thats just outside the door?
Theres just one way to find out if its true. so, what you waiting for?
Oh, get yourself together now, my friend, and step outside the pad.
If theres no one waiting for you there, my friend, I think you should be glad.
But, who wasnt there that you should look out for?
But, who wasnt there that you should look out for?
Get back inside your wall, and shut the door.
Get back inside your wall, and shut the door.
You dont have nobody, dont need nobody, cant love nobody,
Youre better off by yourself.
You aint feelin too bad, youre driving me mad, and say youre bad,
Youre better off by yourself.
You dont have nobody, dont need nobody, cant love nobody,
Youre better off by yourself.
You aint feelin too bad, youre driving me mad, and say youre bad,
Youre better off by yourself.
Ahhhhh ...
song performed by by Grand Funk Railroad
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Devil At My Door
when she was asleep in her bed
she heard a pounding in her head.
who can be knocking at this ungodly hour?
for in this house, the devil has no power.
when she heard a voice outside her door!
'open the door and i will give you riches and fame
if but once you call my name.'
hearing this voice outside her door ' she responded'
but! this is the house of the LORD, you see.
i will not open up for someone like thee.
you can not give me what i desire
and i will not follow you into the fire.
so leave my door- never to return ever more.
the devil responded:
but! i can give you all these things
and you don't have to kneel before me.
i can give you eternal life
if you but- become my wife.
she responded: before my LORD i will kneel
my heart and soul, he can heal.
eternal life- i will have with him
and not have to commit a sin.
so take away all your promises and foolish ways
for i have nothing more to say.
my LORD is with me- i will not sway.
so with this he left her door
to return never more.
poem by Louis Rams
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Noon—is the Hinge of Day
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Noon—is the Hinge of Day—
Evening—the Tissue Door—
Morning—the East compelling the sill
Till all the World is ajar—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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