The Beautiful Box by TheInkThatNeverDries

And sure, his eyes were as bright as the city lights,
And his smile was simply the sweetest delight,
But inside he was as hollow as an abandoned casket,
As meaningless as the sky on a starless night,
It’s the saddest thing a person could be,
A beautifully wrapped gift that’s as empty as could be,
A fascinating cover with nothing to read,
A spectacular scenery with nothing to see,
It’s the most tragic thing to reveal,
Someone who knows how to touch, but never learnt how to feel.

Salmah Vawda is born and bred in the small but lovely town of Ladysmith. She is 18 years of age and believes passionately in the power and impact words have on the human mind and soul. She aspires to write as many poetry books as possible during her lifetime and in the process, inspire, motive, and change the world, one poem at a time.