Candyfloss Poem by Gita Ashok
Candyfloss
Whenever we go
to an amusement park or fair,
I’m eagerly on the lookout
for the candyfloss sold there.
The light pink candyfloss –
I just can’t stop marveling
at how skillfully it’s made
to look like a pink fluffy cloud at sunset.
I’ve always been wanting
to touch a soft fluffy cloud
and candyfloss is truly
a good substitute for a cloud.
I love the blissful feel of it
in my mouth where -
it melts within moments
into sweet nothingness.
Whenever I eat candyfloss,
I hope I can freeze time and make it last –
But Alas!
All good things must come to an end.
So I wait for another trip
to the amusement park or fair
so that I can feast my eyes and taste buds
on the candyfloss sold there.
14 July 2010
10: 30 am
Poem took me back to my childhood. Every kid, I believe, enjoys candy-fluff alike. Poem is as sweet as a candy-fluff. I enjoyed it.
Nice poem! Really beautiful picture of subconscious longings..
Simply beautiful. Excellent visit to your childhood years. Love it.
the candyfloss bringing the transience of life and all other good things when finished tastes good even when it is finished...
At the age of 74, my mind traveled to decades earlier and I enjoyed the look and taste of candyfloss which retains its attractions to the young and old even today. Nice poem.
cotton candy is very delightful to eat especially at a carnival i always like to watch the vendor spin it...Nice poem..delightful lightness..
Very nice poem. Enjoyed it. I used to eat candyfloss in my childhood at the village fair.
Lovely poem. Enjoyed it very much. Life's little pleasures are most cherished.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 9:21:31 PM # 1.0.0
A beautiful poem, liked it really.