Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2012
Like a popcicle,
Like an ice-cube
& Like a snowflake
all dropped onto the pavement
in the summer sun,
We too melted away
into
A Sticky, sugary mess
A useless puddle of tasteless water
A drop of wasted pure white beauty.
Just like the popcicle,
the ice-cube
& the snowflake
We melted into Oblivion.
Opinions, ideas and feedback would be appreciated.
Madds
Written by
Madds  Melbourne
(Melbourne)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems