Thursday, May 24, 2012

CONCEALED FEELINGS

LAUGHTER is the cure to many diseases they say,
why didn't it turn for me a light of ray?

I make people laugh
but laughter never divided my sorrows half...

Many frowns might have I turned
still my SMILE is unconcerned

The paint, red and white hide my blues
Is there someone who can see my frantic hues????

The clown I am, my choice..
does this dolefulness end on my demise?


This poem is written for the picture prompt provided this week by The Mag

5 comments:

  1. "The paint, red and white hide my blues" I love this metaphor!

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  2. Your poems are One of the best written

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  3. OMG!such a deepp one..:O
    You need not worry from now coz we are with you always inshaAllah..<3

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