Started with an ice cream,
After class at the side,
Then climbed to a hug,
A bond has given birth,
By a dead bat,
He tried like a lion,
to make me spill it out,
But the beans i entangled,
The ice cream melts
And the topic was brushed,
Should I or not,
Choose to let it out,
That I wanted the ice,
Though life is cold,
With the cream too
To lighten my mood
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Author:
imma isa kemmy (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: April 6th, 2025 11:14
- Category: Love
- Views: 10
- Users favorite of this poem: sorenbarrett
Comments2
A great metaphor ice cream sweet that melts. Kindness that melts a heart but does it? Very well done. For such a good metaphor a fave
Thanks a lot
A lovely write of the melting of the heart, enjoyed the read
Thanks a lot
You are very welcome
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