Laughing Clowns

by Mo   Feb 2, 2007


Their quick cheap laughs deserve no spade
Their shallow graves of lowest grade
Their laughing faces hold no truth
Deepest wrinkles on such a youth

Laughing clowns of shallow skin
Make up masks nothing within
Why you laugh oh mocking one?
Your eyes so blank your song unsung

My disgust so concentrated
Potent stares demonstrated
Twisted, conniving contortionists
Slow unfocused exhibitionist

Why you pull down all thats good?
Poisoning those misunderstood
Face of bark and all thats hard
Be you scared, remain on guard!

I will come with wrath and fury
And smite you down before the jury
Make your peace in your mind
For your soul be dead and undefined.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Goth marionette

    U r incredible...ur poem is really a masterpiece...u r really talented....keep up the good work:)...100/100

  • 17 years ago

    by Edward D Zurovec

    Wow! This Poem pulled me in, I can see those laughing Clowns, Harlot contortionists behind makeup, hiding their true selves.
    Excellent job and very descriptive.
    Peace and Blessings

  • 17 years ago

    by Marc Ortiz

    I really love the opening line :) And the title was really good. I like your choice of words. Flow was smooth, well done

  • 17 years ago

    by Shirani Graham

    HeartfelT anD nicelY writteN ...

  • 17 years ago

    by Robert

    The vocabulary again was great but there was no real history of why you felt such loathing for clowns, That may be a good point to add Plot121

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