Friday, October 11, 2013

[Day 23] 365 Days of Poetry Writing

Day 23
My Casket

I once had a casket,
in it stored a treasure,
people who come forth
see different things inside.

But one thing
is in common:
that the thing is
full of honesty.

Now I
don't want to keep it

I gave it up to the bottom of the sea,
no one will ever find them or seek
treasure from it.

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