Boxes

by Trina Talukdar on April 17, 2010 · 1 comment

in Poetry

Two people in boxes,
One may be black, the other red.
But neither can move their limbs in them.

The people in boxes,
One box is a little bigger than the rest,
But it’s shut tight nonetheless.

All of them in boxes,
Some made of rosewood, some clay,
Bit none will let you out anyway.

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Nipon April 19, 2010 at 4:42 PM

Very symbolic.

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