Pandora’s box

I dreamt I was searching
For Pandora’s box,
Buried in an abyss
Of darkness and rocks.
Whilst searching
I was tortured by pain,
Of a thousand souls
Hell couldn’t contain.
But in all this torture
I was approached by hope,
It was anchored to my life
And I was the rope.
After the tests and trials
I stumbled on a cave,
Were the box was open
& the world was its slave.

K

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7 Responses to Pandora’s box

  1. It’s, exactly like how, after all that bad stuff, flew out of, Pandora’s box, hope still, remained…

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  2. Well penned, beautiful!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Rajiv says:

    I like Pandora!

    Liked by 1 person

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