Delightful Sadness

Ah. Balloons,

What a delight.

Floating, bouncing, playing

in the air

"Hold them tight," Mother says

"Don't lose them."

Ah. Balloons,

What a burden.

Couldn't they stay,

always to be beside me?

My hands are tired,

palms are sweaty.

I drop my things,

gather them again.

Oh, but where are the balloons?

I see them, in the air

scattering away.

    A burden lifted.

               How sad to lose such a delight.

Reviews

[Blue]

Ha, love this. Made me smile in its childlike simplicity yet it's also something grownups can well relate to. Good job!

[AcasualPawn]

Nicely penned...

Let the balloon burst with the burdens...

[Canned Turkey]

The flow is perfect, and the subject is simple but really well defined. Really well done considering it's just about a balloon.

[L.C. Jarrette]

haha..it's funny that the things you were fond of before becomes burdensome later on. then you just have to let it go

=> nice..

[The earth (Titan maphah..]

Delightful Sadness
A Poem by Locket Grey



'Ah. Balloons,
What a delight.

Floating, bouncing, playing

in the air' like the intro bruh...

[Cy!]

Lol, thank you ha. I do like to make dramatic entrances in my literary work. ^^ glad you liked it.

[Zoya]

This is something different and interesting! I find it an innocent piece as well...short and sweet. Well done!

[Najam Us Saher]

Unique thought to write a poem on. I liked it