The Box


A beautiful box
Placed on her pillow
Engraved with
His constant promises
Coated with
His golden rules
A small latch
Keeps something inside
Her finger’s loving touch
Breach an opening
Scent of escape flees
Gold falls as dust
Engravings fade as vapor
A beating heart
Revealed inside nestled
Within his written note
That reads
“I’m sorry”


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  1. I love when other poets write short yet enticing poems that gives me goosebumps. The photo also added a nice touch to this post. Nice job! 🙂

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