The Box

Poem By Malan Tyril

I wish someone
would reach inside my body,
take away my sorrows and loneliness,
put them all in box
and place it on the ocean
between all the other boxes.
Then make a wish
that God
would open them all
and we would hear
the most beautiful song
that would save us all

Comments about The Box

Very original and unusual like your other poems. Very good.


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