Three Closed Doors Poem by Kateryna Polishchuk

Three Closed Doors

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Before I`ll go inside my sleepy soul,
I have to open last three closed doors.
I have to catch the voice of spirit`s call
And recognize my own evil floors.

Before to start a page of the life
I must just go inside my heart scares,
I have to make the first key be a knife
That will destroy the first door of my fears.

I have to rise up being on alone
And open then the door of failure,
That hides of fortune grand and absurd throne,
That has been closed by apathy and lure.

Before to live I must destroy the door
Which stands inside my lonely, silly mind,
Prevents the soul from loving any more
And makes my eyes to people`s warmness blind.

Three Closed Doors
Saturday, August 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life,philosophy
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