Cruelest Dance Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Cruelest Dance



A treasured innocence
broken and bloodied;
its ruby tears
encase memories
that can never be erased.

Life's a cruel little dance
when the joy of youth dies before it should;
becomes an anger
that won't forgive and can't forget,
even when it wishes it could.

Friday, September 7, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: anger,dance,innocence
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success