The Back Door

[Sword 4 Hire]

The Back Door

By: S4H

I store the feelings through a loop hole
Before tying them away
Concealed myself from the windows
For the shutter's closed today

The vacant sign is empty
Straying you from the door
Leaving my state of vision
Till the feelings are no more

The picture frame is broken
The memories torn in two
The only thought I recelect
Is the thought known as you

I carve a peep hole through the wall
To see if your around
But all I see is the tail of your dress
Dragging along the ground

West in direction
While I sit in the East
Starvation crumbling my inside
While you enjoy your feast

Waiting for you was torture
Destroying my sense of mind
But I have only one last request

...Would you knock one last time?

[Lost_myth]

I found myself reading this poem several times. The imagery is good and the language was interesting.

I like how I felt when I finished reading it the second time, a sense of discovery. The meaning for me, of this poem, really hit me hard. Brillant!

[Black Heart]

I agree on the good imagery comment made by Blue3vilx, plus, I like the claustrophobic sense that seems to come and go, come and go, till the end.

[Hylas]

Wow! This poem is just terrific! Excellent! *starts talking like Mr. Burns*

[Beretta55]

excellant job S4H!! i alway's look foreward to your work and this poem hit me hard kinda.

[Sword 4 Hire]

Thanks everyone