The Slammed Door
The poem in a nutshell In this poem, a past rapport of the speaker persona with someone else has been referred to. However, in course of time, the so-called friend of the speaker banged or slammed the door of friendship from his / her end. The poem depicts the sore and the bitterness caused in the speaker due to the end of the amity. The Poem-- "The Slammed Door" O, yes, I called you twice, But no more did you reply; How could you turn as ice? O, why? Could you tell me why? All seems a false mockery, With no life, with no meaning; Where does lie the mastery Over sentiment and feeling? Losing a friend like you, Now I grope in the dark; Was our amity indeed true That left me in misty murk? Without a rigid reason, You caused the block; Amity has no season; Nor does it give us a shock. True amity does provide Comfort and care; It does never hide, But all does it share. I tried to be