About the Poem
A loneliness engulfed me as I set out on my quest. A quest of truth and understanding. There was a time in my life when I had to ask myself, "What am I really doing here?", "What am I suppose to be doing?" I was searching for a truth. The scariest part was I already knew the answer, but was unwilling to answer the door.
Chamber's Door |
by Jordan Buller |
At the eve of contemplation a knocking surfaced at my chamber's door. A knocking I have heard before. "Tap tap tap", echoes through my epidermis to stir against my veins and bone. To my chamber's ear I hear, a faint whisper of a call. A calling of a love long lost and whispering a most proverbial name. A love I have no time to perceive; a name I know of as my own. Forcing the voice deep in my breast, before it tears my walls apart; I again refuse to answer the knocking at my chamber's callused heart. |
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