Behind The Red Door…


 

Contest for the month of August is open,

but the red door would remain closed always.

You can pour in your imagination in any way you can,

truth would remain hidden, that’s what my intuition says.


Some would be goofy and some scary,

for imaginations always run wild.

Some would just get tired and weary,

turn their wild ferocity to a state mild.


What can there be behind the red door?,

its a question everyone has always asked-eternal.

Do we really need to know and what for?,

there could be anything- skeleton or just the skull.


Behind the red door lies all the possible lies,

figment of all our wild imaginations.

Behind the red door something always cries,

for us to find our connection to our assumptions.


To be honest, there’s nothing behind the red door,

there’s nothing for us to guess and suppose,

How much ever you want to know, you’d be left for more,

for behind the door you’d not find your search for source.

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Comments

There is something behind the red door…..

Good one buddy, so are you also preparing for the masterpiece.

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a good poem tries to reveal what is hidden.

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Thanks Ulhasji and Medhiniji…

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