When The Door Was Not Opened

Sincerely I moved

Intended to bring happiness,

To give pleasure to talk again.

I arrived already

I knocked the door,

Nobody opened the door .

I called several times,

No one answered.

Erectly stood waiting for the door’s handle started to move

I said, “how are you doing?,

I'd like to meet you,

Open the door please !

Let me see your merry face,

Only that and that is enough,

To persuade my smile dances.”

I said that,

I shouted that.

Time kept moving,
No movement showed itself.

May be she needed some rest,

It what I thought.

I understood the situation

That understanding told my feet to move,

And I said “I’m going home.”

It was not my wish,

Time wanted me.

“I’m going home ”,

Those words came out once more.

Together glanced my eyes

The door was truly not opened

- Lenny Zilfa