THE CLOSED DOOR
by Mukund Gnanadesikan
THE CLOSED DOOR
The closed door never opens
Unless a hand so brave
Can brave the darkness
Find the knob
And twist against
The forces of inertia
Fearful though they be
And thus the dark room
Stays inhabited
For days
Or months
Or lifetimes.
SOCIAL ANIMALS
As I behold the crimson cracks
Besmirched with smears of innocence
Cold, gray ghosts wail silently
We are but hungry wolves
Diving headlong into lusty meals
That stare back from a fright-house mirror
Do we survey what lies ahead
Or are we choked by blindness
With all our light extinguished?
The winged beast of justice
Flutters in the blustery wind
To crash perhaps, but maybe yet to soar.
About the Author:
Mukund Gnanadesikan is a poet and novelist currently based in Napa, CA. His literary influences are varied, ranging from Tagore to William Carlos Williams to Rumi. In non-writing hours he works as a child and adolescent psychiatrist. His previous works have been published in “Sheets: For Men Only” {Dancing Ink Press 2004] and he is currently working on a collection tentatively entitled “Scrawl” as well as a novel titled “Errors of Omission.”