Diptesh Augustine Sarkar

Doors - Poem by Diptesh Augustine Sarkar

I see some doors open
before me, some behind
near and far
as if I were in a game
in a virtual world.

But there are a lot many
that are closing
behind me without a loss
but with great dignity
as if chances and choices were fewer.

This is a quandary
this transition of pain and regret
nauseating, percolating in through the bones;
but tomorrow, when I'm beyond,
pain, loss and regret would take
new meaning.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 12, 2012

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