Little Boxes

Small boxes, lovingly gathered over the years,
And, stored with great hopes for future shares,
Only to be dusted off of big upsets in the now and here.

What could have been done,
What she wanted to do,
What was done instead.

Fingers curling, then unfurling,
Ravelled by the weight of unspoken things.
Much mulling later, realization strikes her!

The boxed in cans of worms have festered all their fears,
She could hear the ramshackled emotions wringing out the last of their tears,
Trapped inside the boxes unwittingly, for no fault of theirs,
They were pleading their case, ‘hear, hear, liberation day is near’.

It’s easy enough to get trapped and cower,
Not so easy to let go,
But, exceedingly liberating to finally have the power
To stop, and, say, ‘No’.

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About Amrita Ghosh

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23 Responses to Little Boxes

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  3. Jingle says:

    Small boxes, lovingly gathered over the years,
    And, stored with great hopes for future shares,

    love the rhyme in the opening,
    true sentiments,
    beautiful poem!
    πŸ™‚

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  4. woih says:

    My grandma recently passed away. As I’m reading this I realize that all her old items seemed to have her spirit attached to them in the past. Now that she is gone.. they are just plastic, metal and dust. Just what your writing brought up for me. Thank you for a little bit of “liberation” upon my mind.

    Amrita…dosen’t that mean “heart essence” ?

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    • Amrita Ghosh says:

      @Woih – welcome back! so glad i could aid the ‘liberation’ πŸ™‚ am thrilled you even identified with it, because when i was writing this i was wondering if it’s too vague! sometimes, the people and the emotions that serve us move on or no longer hold true, but we tend to cling to objects transferring our unrealized dreams and visions to them, making them almost into ‘situational victims’!

      amrita = ambrosia, which according to the Hindu and Grecian myths is the ‘nectar of heaven’ πŸ™‚

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  5. Artswebshow says:

    This is wonderful.
    I really like the way you structured this

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  6. Alaurilee says:

    Very nice! I have a similiar poem about boxes in my attic. Which my attic is my mind. πŸ™‚

    this line esp….

    The boxed in cans of worms have festered all their fears,
    She could hear the ramshackled emotions wringing out the last of their tears

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    • Amrita Ghosh says:

      @Lauri – πŸ™‚ thanks for stopping by! so glad you could identify with this…sometimes, i think a lot of the demons we fight are in our heads and we need to spring clean them every so often! do visit again πŸ™‚

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  7. Kavita says:

    Those little boxes appear to hold a lot.. they might too! But they are soooo waiting to be opened… so that can be freed from their inner pains(so to speak)!
    Superbly written, Amz! Really liked the way you’ve constructed the poem!
    Thanks for sharing these subtle thoughts here…

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  8. Jingle says:

    Happy Tuesday,
    Thanks for the participation!
    BEST!
    πŸ˜‰

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  9. what a beAutifuLly quaint pice of writing, this was my first visit to your blog and it will not be my last. Well done and keep up the great writing Kx
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  10. Kevin says:

    Wow Amrita! I wonder how you get it all to come together so wonderfully!
    Seems like my heart is like a little box in itself…
    Cheerz…!

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  12. Olivia says:

    Dear Amrita,
    Yessss, those little boxes hold a lot of memories, love and feelings.. No matter when you open them, they always create the same magic.. music by the years..
    Loads of Love
    xox

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  13. Wonderful poem, it’s always surprising the amount of emotion ‘relics’ can muster

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  14. Amrita Ghosh says:

    @luisy – thanks much for stopping by! so glad you liked this rather obscure poem :-)) am always amazed at how people manage to communicate and understand emotions even when worlds apart! please do come by again.

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  15. Jingle says:

    http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/10/06/thursday-poets-rally-week-30/

    welcome to Poets Rally week 30,
    let me know if you have a poem ready,
    Thanks for the support.

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