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From,
The only copyright owner of this art.
To,
The only comrades who pursue my spirit.
Sub : A short ideology of wh...
Welcome to the season of the circus! Be on time to board the bus. It's a peculiar amusement, Everyone attends in merriment!
Over so many technicians there, A funky Harlequin captured the stare, Real human standing as a toy, Bleaking out some smiles as a coy.
At his time on the stage, He has to be a crucial sage, To transfer his wily curves, Upon the spectators' nerves.
He stood beneath the spotlight, That let all the eyes enlight, Standing with a thin stick, Ready to showcase the trick!
Masking his facial muscle, With an unchanging laughter cramp, He moves clumsily over the ramp, Letting the gazers stun to baffle!
Knowing to keep the pace, He skids than to stand in place, Over his fall when all cackle, Someone offered a flowery hand. Gripping it, he stood to tackle, The enthralling bud with a magical wand!
He imprinted gape upon the helper, Never attempting to take the eyes aback, Letting out a redeeming whimper, Enough to badge him as a quack.
He wanted to convene her attention, Making her-his fall was the intention, Get ready to witness the mellow drama, Written with exclamation or comma.
He took out his six tiny melon, While flicking his tall sharp hat, Juggling it, he circled his falcon, Trying his fortune to sweep her flat.
After efforts, that were neglected, He climbs over a rolling log, She blattered the wood-being inflicted, Fine enough to halt it all in a clog!
He wriggles around her more, Imploring that she's his only shore, She neither glare nor flare it, And wags her curls over his face to slit.
He switched himself into a pierrot, As a wheel out of the chariot, Her spell binding astounding accent, Haunts him to a foggy resent.
In a corner of the silent street, He saw a man with flattering terms, Ending in a winsome retreat, Finally fusing the rhythm with his charm.
With a glowing conclusion as a lining, He ended in front of his inamorata, Stating, "You're my pearl in the ocean! The dovish angel over the world's hawkish vision! Being chosen for the eternal binding, Destiny just awaits us my serenata!"
With widening eyes in shine, Over the horizon she flew. She asked, "Is it all the real sign?" He couldn't fudge on falsifying the hue. So he shook his head in a wrong line, With a smile to make it fine.
She whacked him so sharp, That broke the strings of his harp, With dampish eyes, thwacking in pain, The show ended in a drooling vain.
Later he was paid so little, Like an ants meal to feast seeker, All his endeavors turned brittle, Changing him, sniveling weaker.
Later a munchkin pointed him, Asking out, "Ain't he the efficient jester?" Those words endowed all his rim, Justifying his worth as a jokester.
He cerebrated 'Am I the only clown?' Amongst millions obscured in the town!'
Pertained to what everyone did to their own,
Atleast he's true to his pranking clown crown!
Right?
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#junehaslaughter
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So this was my work for the #wattpadpoetry2020 or the theme June has laughter.
Here I emphasize on a clown who tries to win his spectators heart by any means.Later he DIVERTS his goals on the stage from his spectators to the girl.
Then, he tries to USE the diversion to make his spectators laugh!He portrays all his high spirits to capture her attention but everything ends in vanity.So when his ORIGINAL trails fail, he tries copying things!
Being a human she fell for that than for reality and questions him is it all the real sign?But his true soul doesn't allow him to lie and hence he lost her. Later, he's paid less than what he can claim.Eventhough it doesn't suit he finds solace in a kids words that made this work a justification.
Herein, I compare this all to the real life events wherein we divert then try to use it to win hearts. Later we focus and atlast copy. But the last choice of being truthful is not always done. Nor do we just feel complete with heartfelt appreciation. So, I say at least he's true under his mockery crown.
Hope its explained to the point. Vote, share and comment. Feel free to feed me your thoughts.
