Facing my fears, my emotions run high,
Beyond that door I klnow that freedom awaits,
Whatever I find there I cannot deny
My deepest wish being that it's not too late.
Beyond that door I know freedom awaits,
As I turn that silver key I cannot complain.
My deepest wish being that it's not too late,
To face my demons and begin again.
As I turn that silver key I cannot complain
For once opened I discover salvation's gold.
To face my demons and begin again
Freedom of spirit in such joy it unfolds.
For once opened I discover salvation's gold
Whatever I find there I cannot deny,
Freedom of spirit in such joy it unfolds,
Facing my fears, my emotions run high.
Author notes
Your prompt is whatever you see when you open the door.
Take the silver key and open the door, what awaits you? Anything goes, all forms and genres.
Form - Pantoum
In a list
A contest entry
- Open The Door by nichtmich.
2625 points, ended October 14, 2008, 12 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Like the form, I've tried it and it's tricky. I do believe you have mastered it. The repetition emphasises the feelings you express so well. Thank you!
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