Poem -
Bring On The Clown
She wore a temporary smile,
That appeared from time to time,
Her look was versatile,
While Living in a pantomime.
They took her for face value,
Rather then seeing deeper under skin,
No one could ever break through,
As she never let them in.
Past emotions whirling,
Through a thick smoke of morose,
Though the world will keep on turning,
Her door began to close.
She will always paint a smile,
And parade it with silent cries,
For it’s not the first time in a while,
She’s put on her painted disguise.
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Comments
Well written piece of work
Thank you Kieran xxx ❤️❤️❤️
Very good rhyming here, Lucy.
The abab rhyme scheme you've chosen to use featured some inventive end rhyme pairings as well, such as ❝value/through❞ and ❝cries/disguise.❞
More important than the technical aspects is the message your poem conveys.
Sometimes you gotta read between the lines or look a bit deeper than what is presented at face value in order to get the full meaning.
Excellent...
~Dean ♫♥♪♫♥ ?
Hey Dean, thank you. Let’s just say it’s a result of a hasty heart xxxx ❤️❤️❤️
My pleasure as always, Lucy.
Take care. :)
Oh I love verse poetry, always tells a clear story and this is so touching, well written!
Faith
Hey Faith! Welcome to Cosmo! Thank you for your comments xxxxx ❤️❤️❤️❤️