The Circus Poem by Chris Zachariou

The Circus



The circus will perform tonight
in a bleak and half-forgotten land
a barren place cast aside
both by God and Satan alike.

They brought with them
monsters and warrior kings
stunning queens and wild beasts
and lorryloads full of dreams.
For the people's entertainment
they proclaim a show
that will shock, amaze and thrill.

A youth watches lost in dreams.
Spellboundhe resolves to run away
to a life of danger and daring feats
the fearless star of the high trapeze
but in morning in the cold light of day
his will weakens and his dream wilts.

Saturday, December 21, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: dreams,growing up,sad
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Kostas Lagos 21 December 2019

Marvelous poem mr Zachariou!

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