Melted Ice Cream

Looking around emptiness she felt

Not first this was but many of the times.

The ice cream in the bowl had melt.

She was startled as the clock chimes;

She doesn’t know to count,

She only knows to listen sounds

and orders; the darkness was her muse.

Next to her were the twin hounds

who’re growling depriving of to choose.

Freedom all they wanted

Not these leashes. or, these chains.

She lick into the bowl of ice cream, melted;

Few hours ago her four pups were taken away.

Breeding season this is, maybe one of the twin next.

Note: There are few kennels which illegally uses female dogs for breeding and selling their pups away. This poem is against this practice. Don’t buy, adopt them. Don’t pet them for breeding but love and respect them as you should to any of your female family member.


Written for Day 4 of National/Global Poem Writing Month 2019.


For today’s (optional) prompt, inspired by Craig Morgan Teicher poem “Son“. One thing to notice about this poem is that it is sad, but that it doesn’t generate that feeling through particularly emotional words. The words are very simple. Another thing you might notice is that it’s a sonnet – not in strict iambic pentameter, but fourteen rhymed, relatively short lines.

Today, we’d like to challenge you to write your own sad poem, but one that, like Teicher’s, achieves sadness through simplicity. Playing with the sonnet form may help you – its very compactness can compel you to be straightforward, using plain, small words.

8 responses to “Melted Ice Cream”

  1. So true, this needs to be said. Sad, indeed.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Yes I also think so… thank you for the read

      Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you for the read…

      Liked by 1 person

    1. Tried to write one…this came when I saw an Instagram story on this practice this eve…

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Often few instances give something beautiful to pen

        Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: