Alas The Door
I travel onto a place of make believe
My mind speaks the language of reliance
Onto the lands where I can achieve
Living along the limits of compliance
From a place where nothing was clear
The air polluted with fog and smoke
Photographs taken, visible images smear
Air pipes closed, tightly held to choke
A blind fold untied, released with care
Released by an angel’s graceful hand
That was sent from the heavens air
Hanging onto God’s heavenly strand
A sigh of relief with no burdened weight
All was taken from the center of the core
The right path given to reach the golden gate
Knocked once with no hesitation, Alas his door
bellawritter23(copyright)2011
Comments
Maybe make believe but it sounds like the path to freedom. Beautiful poetry.
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Pam, Thank you freedom alas! :)
smiles :)
bella
A path so soon taken for some.;)
It's a wonder to see our Ms. Bella so free...
I like the part:
"A sigh of relief with no burdened weight
All was taken from the center of the core
The right path given to reach the golden gate..."
Your angel is my angel..
I am going with BB on this one. So much beauty in your heart. I love how you show it painting words for all to cherish. You are amazing Bella.
Only one word here Bella; beautiful !!
Take care
Eiddwen.
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Acer, Yes if I go I am ready and willing nothing to fear :) Thanks for reading as always you are truly a kind soul!
bella
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bb, Thanks my friend we definately have to meet soon I keep thinking end of april :) early may!! Thanks for reading and the comments as always!!!
bella
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Johnny, lol why thank you sweet man! I try to tend to write from my gut so I guess this is where it all flows from....
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Eid, Thank you!! for taking the time to read and comment!!
bella
Just say when and where...
I'll have your book by then and you can sign it a few thousand times for me, your all-time biggest fan!!! =)
Nice, you changed up the rhyming scheme. thats good. just one question for you...in the first line you said "I travel onto a place of make believe" and throughout the poem you end up face to face with an angel at heavens doors...does this mean you dont believe in such a place? just wondering.
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bb, I will sure let you know!!
Nikki, A place of make believe is the land we walk on it is all make believe it is all a show our real place is heaven and heavens grounds. I live in a facade that is temporary holding my existance until the time comes for me to go home. Once i take my very last breath I will be free of all the fake and voids. We are not of this world and I believe that. I may accomplish things in life that may be sureal to me its all a test of faith! I hope this answers the question lol. Sorry went a lil religous but its just my thoughts and opinion thanks sunshine as always. :)
Soulful, sad but true - beautifully done :-)
Bella, Bella, Bella. You never cease to amaze me.
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Bumpsys, Thank you!!
Daunte, lol I appreciate your comment and feedback!!
smiles :)
bella
good answer bella! thanx i misunderstood what you meant i guess. hehe.
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lol thanks nikki and hey it happens :)
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