A Lonely Box

A lonely box of clustered hopes,
chattered to ruins and groping still,
Searching the dark to what might lost,
A pensive relieve upon my grieve,
That time upon this quest might pend,
To sustain this gleam of hope,
from the dusky crater,
That the shadows from their slumber state might rise,
to tell this tale,
Of a lonely heart in shadowed box.

poem by Folayemi Akande
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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