THE DOOR TO MY IMAGINTION
Like 9 Pin it 2I STAND HEREÂ Â
AT HE DOORÂ
TO MY IMAGINTION
I SEE LIGHT BY THE
FLOOR UNDER THE DOOR
I HEAR SOFT MUSIC AND
VOICE THAT SAY COME IN
BUT THE DOOR IS LOCKÂ
AND THEN I WAS SHOCKED
THE DOOR OPENED AND
BLACK FIGURE STANDÂ
THERE HE GRAB MY ARM
IN WE GO DOWN AND DOWN
IN TO MY IMAGINTON THERE
WE PASS DEMONS SO UGLY
THEY TRY TO GRAB ME
I PULL AWAY WE WENTÂ
PAST DEAD TREES BLACK
FLOWERS THE MUSICÂ
GETS LOUDER AND HEART
BEATS FASTER AND FASTER
AND AT LAST HE STOP ANDÂ
POINTS TO MY RIGHT THERES
RED GLOWING LIGHT AND RED
FIGURE I PULLED AWAY ANDÂ
RAN BACK TO THE DOORÂ
MY HEART BEATING FASTER
AND SMELL WAS NOTHERÂ
I SMELLED I THOUGHT IÂ
WAS IN HELL JUST BEFOR
THE DOOR HE GRABS ME
AGIN AND DOWN WE GOÂ
AND THEN HE STOPSÂ
AND POINTS TO MY LEFT
I SEE WHITE GROWING LIGHTÂ
AND WHITE FIGURE THEN!!!
I PULLED AWAY AND RANÂ
BACK TO THE DOORÂ
I CLOSED THE DOORÂ
AND LOCKED ITÂ
AND RAN TO MY SAFE
PART OF MY MINDÂTHE DOOR TO MY IMAGINTION
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Comments
Greg, you tapped into something here. The power the imagination can have. It can be torture and it can help us escape from torture also. Itâs a bit like a wild animal at times. You gotta learn how to tame it. Thanks for writing this, it made me reflect which I always enjoy đÂ
thank you so muchÂ
Gwendoline this a old
poem that goes back yearsÂ
in comso i want to bring
it forword i did changeÂ
the name of the poemÂ
if your like me yourÂ
imagination can keep
you up at nightÂ
Fabulous sir, proper imaginative writeÂ
thank you KeithÂ
Ooooooh spooky scenario Greg but brilliant imagery throughout you had me captivated within that door to your imagination â¤ď¸đâ¤ď¸âď¸
thank you Jill Â
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There are many doors you can go through. Some need no key, but open naturally. The imagination takes us further to realms of fantasy as well as The Dark abodes, where life is veiled in shadow and mystery. In your own way you find your own path, going where you want to.....and, sometimes where you do not. The lines are blurred at times to provide the interest of the doorway, and beyond. Life, and deathly shadows, providing all we need to learn, and find a journey fulfilling, of the soul and mind.
Neat write. :)
Thank you Richard love what you saidÂ
thanks for readingÂ
Wow, and such an imagination you do have Greg! I loved every second of this one, turely awesome verse.
thank you FishÂ
Love this Greg. Love the way you build up the suspense. It is quite creepy, disturbing almost...love the ...black flowers also. Impressed Greg!! Hugs đ
thank you Marion
Imagination knows no bounds! There is sunshine and pixies, dark gloomy corners where monsters lurk and everything in between in our imagination. A fabulous place to visit although, as your poem says, sometimes we need to be careful. Fabulous poem Greg âx
thank you TinaÂ
You're very welcome â x
I couldn't pull away from the write! sometimes it's cool in the dark!................................................................................................................Jim
thank you Jim
Superb Greg! Loved reading it!
And the truest imagination knows no earthly bounds and enjoyed how you built your engaging poem up to your more than well written payoff last line.
A poem of imagination's deeply mined and presented from your imagination.Â
And also worthy poetry residence of hall .
Thanks for writing and sharing Greg and I wish you well sir.Â
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Thank you ShaunÂ
sorry i missed your
comment thank youÂ
for reading
That sure is one hell of an imagination you got there Greg .. The sky aint the limit after all I see ............................................................. Neville :)
thank you NevilleÂ
what happen after
i wrote this everyÂ
day go out for coffeeÂ
well this day i wrote this
i went out for coffeeÂ
now live in fla whereÂ
there are golf carts
and so i went outÂ
still in this poemÂ
i get to downÂ
town i have go inÂ
a tunnel to the townÂ
well befor go thoughtÂ
i am still in this poemÂ
and hear in the tunnel
man i came out of what was inÂ
and saw black figure standingÂ
bay the wall i stop ask
are you ok they said yesÂ
so i went on i was in this poem
to long and shoudnt had beenÂ
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scary.................................Â
Yes it was but it was all normal anyways because it was just somebody walking in the tunnel to get to the other side it wasnât anything
A normal only in my mind
Phew, that's a relief .. maybe I will sleep tonight ......... N :)Â
I hope you do sleep
You should never lose sleep over my mind Hah Hah Hah Hah