Ice Drops and Candy Pops

Burning heat, scorching sun
Taking out all of the fun
Of a beautiful summer day
As lazy hours pass away.

Sweat, clothes, to the skin, they stick
Shy away from the camera’s click.
My face, covered in oil and dust,
But endure the summer heat, I must.

Yet from afar I could clearly see
Colors that brighten up the day for me
Pink, Orange, Yellow and Blue
And many different flavors too.

Taste, so delicious and delightful
I could eat it in one mouthful
So cold, my mouth and tongue it stings
But oh, the soothing coolness it brings.

Now I eat pink, later, yellow
In my mouth, it melts so
I could eat this everyday
Until the summer heat blows away.

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Can anyone tell me or try to guess what I am referring to in the poem?

The Sun (A Sonnet)

My heart throbs as it never had before,
Ever since you waled right out of the door.
There’s this huge gaping hole inside my heart,
Ever since you tore both of us apart.
And all the days that I shall face alone,
I’ll live these days with a heart turned to stone.

My soul’s restless searching for only you;
After you, my dreams have never come true.
My mind is traveling a lonely space,
So much to wander but no friendly face
And all these nights that leave me feeling cold,
Without your love, without your hand to hold.

Where are you? I have searched for you, lost one.
Come back to me, and bring back in the sun.

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I am very honored to be an awardee again for the Perfect Poet Award. Lord knows how much prestige it gives one poet. We all do our best to write the best and most thought-provoking or emotional poems we can ever come up with. We do this every week. We scour the blogging community to show our support to the other poets who go through the same process of creating a poem.

I have always loved poetry. I know that this is where I fit right in. I want to thank Jingle for the constant support that she has shown to all the poets. I also want to congratulate all the participants for a job well done. I want to pass my award on to William. His dedication to poetry is inspiring. Someday, I wish to accomplish the same things as he has now. *wink*