Poetry that joys the heart,
and makes a man think astart..

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

She Cried For The Candy floss...

She cried for the candy floss,
which fell on the ground,
and they brought her more of it,
She refused and said it won't fit.
She cried still, love bound.
Not ready to fill the loss,
Of love she had for her first candy floss.....

4 comments:

Ana said...

Excellent!

deadpoet said...

Thanks for reading Ana,

Regards,
Dead Poet.

Rash....lost somewhere said...

Wow.. beautiful poetry :)

Rash....lost somewhere said...

Wow.. beautiful poetry :)