The Carnival

by Quietly Versed   Mar 22, 2008


I and this lover embrace our clad cage,
We rehearse a tragic symphony of love,
As children offer up balloons to God.

We forge stories of satisfaction,
We lay siege upon emotion,
Euphoric, is the smell of cotton candy.

We parade our heart's souls.
Though seemingly simple,
Love is not offered on a stick.

We play games which entitle us both to loss.
We find ourselves entertained,
But only for the moment.

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  • 16 years ago

    by kelly tavern

    I like this poem as I think it simplifies that Love takes more work to keep. I like the line ( We rehearse a tragic symphony of love,
    As children offer up balloons to God.) as if to say you are surrendering your love to a higher being that knows the pain of it.

    keep writing great poetry x
    5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by Brittany C

    I really liked this poem it was great. The wording was wonderful and the flow was nice. hmm, the only this you might want to change is the first line of the first stanza. it is worded kinda weird it might throw some readers off. 5/5

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