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The Doorway by Lena Rai Monday, June 26, 2006 Rated "G" by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan Those that are very deep minded will see what the doorway is trying to hide yet just represents...

Expressions carry thoughts of myself indeed Worries throw my thoughts to the sea A curtain awaits the arrival of our adventure Stairs await the darkness of curiosity Knives drop aimlessly as if hope fails Stars show all the night prevails Strings of memories swinging with time The bricks are stacked firmly The eye plays tricks as if judging one�s fate The doorway so neatly decorated with scarves of PLEASURE Walking through will only hint what my feelings measure�
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Reviewed by Richard Bowers	12/12/2012

Which way shall I take the course to my reader�s hearts, What scale and tools do I collect with, What voyeur�s wrap I claim in readiness. Are the ages of my father come to bear, Or will be for next generation�s benefit: And for sure hope luck to smile a lot, Unless I weaken in devotion, That I harbor this pretext, Where course is subject to a wanton age. Gather, flock with us; examine all to beyond: Valiant person have surpassed our time.