Ghazal - Door

Disney tells you that love is in open door,
the real thing is locked in a fortress of iron.

Her song pierces like a javelin
breaching a door of stitches to the heart.

Strings are ripped like tendons at a butchery
which opens the door to a sickened core.

It sees you hiding in the corner
and rips through the door like a fan of swords.

The door is chipped and riddled of plague
a sight feared by the strongest of kings.

There lies two parallel doors inside the mind,
one to the past, one to the future, choose wisely.

A stream of gold flows through his thoughts
to the door of his greatest secrets.

Her travels shook the globe like Titans of Olympus
and slammed the doors of hope to a close.