All Great Minds Welcome Here

This was inspired by a sign on the door to a closet in my English class (It says, "All Great Minds Welcome Here). I know in reality, it is just a storage closet. But then again, I have never actually checked.....

 Always in English class, I am distracted

Something taunting me, teasing me

A world waiting to be opened.

"All Great Minds Welcome Here" the sign reads

It hangs on the door handle, that mysterious door!

Swinging like a ticking clock, asking time's permission.

Curiousity leaps forth, as if it was waiting forever

No one is looking, and I open the door.

It's just a closet! What I am doing? Who cares?

I don't know that time is yielding for me

Am I a great mind? I tell myself so

As I feel like I belong in the closet. The Closet?

Once again, why?

I step inside and the door creaks shut. Now I am in darkness

Evil, pain, but I am not scathed

For time is protecting me.

 

 

 

Author's Note

My original idea for this poem was to have the closet lead into a new world. When I finished writing the last line, I realized that this was a better end. Now, it is more deep, and branches into a new discussion of interpretation. Anyone, want to interpret? Reviews appreciated.

-Quill

Reviews

[Jenthura]

Is this a real closet? like, in your school?

[Tallulah]

I really love this poem. Its written with simplicity that makes it wasy to understand but with such openess that gives it countless possibities. So many ideas can come from this one poem, its great to just make someone think.

[free ronnie radke!]

a very interesting topic to write about. i admire your originality.

i say go check out what's in the closet :)