You keep it there in the corner of your attic
And thus it remains unfulfilled and useless
It's never been opened; not once touched
Is this wastage to be its ultimate destiny?
Or shall it one day see light and freedom?
Won't you open the box in which it rests?
It wants to bloom and flourish and grow!
It can't be kept inside some box like junk
Release it now, from its dark cube prison
Discover its potential; unleash your soul.
Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 5:31 AM UTC
You keep it there in the corner of your attic
And thus it remains unfulfilled and useless
It's never been opened; not once touched
Is this wastage to be its ultimate destiny?
Or shall it one day see light and freedom?
Won't you open the box in which it rests?
It wants to bloom and flourish and grow!
It can't be kept inside some box like junk
Release it now, from its dark cube prison
Discover its potential; unleash your soul.
|Written 2010|
*from my Emerge collection., being poem #1.
© 2017 A.D. Sifford.
I'm okay with you sharing my poetry, I just ask that you show courtesy bey being honest and attributing it to my name. Thank you,
- Sifford
