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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21 Responses to Pandora’s box

  1. Simon says:

    Nice to see you and your powerful words 🙂

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  2. Katrina,
    Great metaphor use. I was thinking about how hope anchored you as you fell into the cave.
    Funny how our drives will steer us blindly into dangerous area.
    Really enjoyed this one!
    Larry

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Coyote from Orion says:

    Best wishes for the rest of the week xx

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Excellent poetic write my friend. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  5. simonfalk28 says:

    May your anchor in hope never be out of reach. Nice one, yet again. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Rajiv says:

    Milady! you outdo yourself!

    Liked by 1 person

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