Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2013
sorrow
at the depths of the ocean

locked away

in a little blue box
aged over time
and water
water

many water drops away

   from any living soul

still there...

...and the key?



that is what the seal holds

  he shan't give it away

till the day runs dry

and the forest
...cries
...and all because
I
said so
The Forest
Written by
The Forest  21/F/Sydney, AU
(21/F/Sydney, AU)   
445
   --- and ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems