Category : Poems
Sub Category : N/A
I once had a deflated balloon,One with lots of holes,Wether or not those holes were caused by me,It's still a deflated balloonI blew and blew but it wouldn't inflate,The air escapes back to where it came,When a person comes along they laugh,For I was trying to fill,A balloon with holesDays, months, years go by,Nearly everyday someone passes by,I wish I could've asked for help,But then again who would help,For there were to many holesThen one day somebody stopped, They turned and watched this sorry scene,But then they reached into there bag,And out came, a roll of tape
(First time writing a poem! Hope you like :3 I know some parts are kinda iffy and it's short, Comment what you think it could mean! It could mean lots of things)
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Initially, It felt a lot like he was wasting his time trying to fill up a balloon filled with holes, that's why I was like 'why don't he tape up the holes?' Even if he doesn't have tape, one can still ask from others. Thinking deeper into it, I think it's more of like someone who has a Broken heart, being hurt too many times, is now filled with holes and someone one day, comes with tape to fix the holes, filling his heart and making it whole once again. It's a very sweet poem! Great job at your 1st piece!
Jan 20, 2018
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