Beneath my surface
Lays a door
Not for you, just for me
It keeps my dark secrets
Stores my skeletons
And rests my forbidden lusts
It serves its purpose
Hides my sins
Keeps my shadows
Behind cobwebs
In a list
A contest entry
- Doorknobs by Zayra Yves.
424 points, ended February 20, 2007, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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We all have doors that we keep certain things behind, things that we don't want anyone else to see or know about. This is a great write. You captured this so well.
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this poem describes the picture well.. a place for secrets, a place for hiding..... I really like...
"It serves its purpose
Hides my sins
Keeps my shadows"
this is very good, very descriptive, in such few wrods, well done!!
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imaginative
Metaphoric, I liked this..an old door to little sins .
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First thing I noticed - strangely enough - wasn't really the door itself but the little tiny cute eenie weenie spider thingie that's stuffed next to it
lol - poor thing 
I like this snippet
snippets are good 
beautiful and layered sweetys
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-only the alien loving you, would notice that.
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Very good....
It seems as though all of the women who have entered this contest are seeing the same thing... the doorway to their inner soul...all of us presenting it in our own unique way...
very good...I dig what you did with the challenge presented...
Good luck in the contest...
Sahabah -
Nice poem. I think its very creative. I enjoyed your poem very much. Great job. keep up the good work. Good luck in the contest.
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