The doorbell never rang

There's a rustle, outside the doors,

a faint voice, mumbling some words,

sensing a presence, I walked close,

but overthinking mind, creates doubts,

what if, I am hallucinating... 

Tap, tap, those soft knocks,

ticking like hands of clocks,

incertain, being in a bind,

I relented, taking it as sign,

decided to open, after a while. 

Yet, silence followed, calming mind,

in the meanwhile, I got occupied,

investing in interests, of my life,

away from chaos, of the strifes,

in the comfort, of my solitude. 

Then again, I heard murmurs & sighs,

some urgencies, in muffled cries,

compelling thoughts, needing attention, 

making me act, dismissing concerns,

to reach out, to these voices. 

The doorbell never rang,

yet, slowly I was made aware,

of those hopes, I had quashed,

of the dreams, never realized,

waiting for door, to be opened. 

And visitors left unseen,

with messages, kept unread.