DEAR DOLL

DEAR DOLL

 

Dear doll; from where you are coming?

You are looking cute in that pink dress;

With one hand little blue umbrella is dancing

Though another is busy with Hakusen

 

Dear doll; a special smile is playing on your face

What is the secret of your bright eyes?

They are wandering, from one spot to another place

It seems you have got something priceless prise.

 

Yes! I am undeniably happy with my solitude

For now I was in hallow universe of love;

That love, which every time was hurting my attitude

I said, “Go to hell”; and now I feel top of above.

_____ saddam husen

06/04/2015

©saddamhusen2015

Author's Note

Hakusen= Japanese Hand fan

Reviews

[Confuser]

Saddam: Sounds like you got burnt pretty badly...and poetry is a wonderful way of expressing that pain. I hope you've recovered.....do like my Dad told me, don't look for the pretty ones. He said, "Find an Ugly Man, he'll treat you well." Seriously he did and chuckled. Nice poem, and with lines like I am undeniably happy with my solitude tells me you felt just the opposite. Thank you...Dale

[Saddam]

that's great. Thank you so much for this wonderful review.

[Confuser]

You're welcome!....Dale

[Ana B.]

an interesting piece and very original. Lovely work my dear :)

[Saddam]

Thanks a lot dear....

[Matching Socks]

I love it! Even the sweetest daintiest dolls can be very strong characters. :)

[Saddam]

Thank you so much dear.