
Boxes opened, shut
inside unknown mysteries
screeching and calling,
to open it, release the cries
a desire, a longing
to see what will happen.
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-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

She claws her way out
of hell, Cerberus howling
breeze warms frigid air
Young buds stretch for blossoming
birds fluttering in the trees

Boxes opened, shut
inside unknown mysteries
screeching and calling,
to open it, release the cries
a desire, a longing
to see what will happen.
Thank you for reading! Please follow or subscribe to read more poems!
-Alina