The Clown of the circus - Samir Kumar Dutta || English poem || poetry || poems
The Clown of the circus Samir Kumar Dutta The terrible thoughts are as stolid as the galloping horses , He has to go back to that matter of long ago Along the path of his memories— The flashes of lightning from the malicious look, The black clouds of hard times in the sky of fate Left a dark night broken down into tears, Even the fire - flies too didn't extend hands to help By kindling light in such dark night as black as pitch, The spiritless thoughts were lost in the shade of mind, The ill- fated mind had been continuing to carry on The memory of victory over all grieves. Forgetting dialogues coming onto the arena of life The Clown had remained silent, The clappings from the dark audience had given him dishonour . Overindulging in imagination he always keeps Only smiles on his face As if he were Charlie Chaplin. Though he has sufferings in his mind Still he keeps it in his smiling face ve...