A Blue Box
by Aman Mittal
I am sending back the key
Which let me in your study
Where we made love in madness;
I am sending back the key
Of the darkroom which I cannot see
Anymore, where my X-rayed heart
Thrown away in a blue box.
A BLUE BOX (A Poem)

I liked it. I liked its melody, but it got curious and I really don’t care if curiosity killed the cat and even though there is an unspoken rule in poetry that is feel and don’t ask questions I do wonder why are you given back the key, what happened, why returned it in a blue box. I must add that the tittle is the one that caught me and took me to read it. Cheers!!!!
Thanks for reading it.
My pleasure