My Favourite Poem

~Doors to Open ~

Love has a key to open the door
Of long-locked, cold, colourless heart.
It comes in and decorates the walls
Of faded heart like Spring has
The power to beautify the world.
Poetry is a key to open the door
Of unseen and unknown domain
Where each and every word is
Covered with multiple meanings
And where strangers we are.
A poor person always carries
A key to open the door
Of deprived and dire poverty
Where every soul is a victim
Of homelessness and fatal diseases.
Sympathy has a key to open the door
Of broken and depressed heart.
It lights a candle of hope within
And keeps away the darkness
Of despondency and frustration.
             
                     ~Vickey David