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The Laughing Stars

Rating: 4.8

He lives deep inside himself with burnt out emotions,
He can stll hear his piercing scream's,
When he had a bad fall from a horse in a race,
That ended all his dream's,
His chance gone at becoming top jockey,
He clung desperately onto his fading career,
But the ugly truth has taken hold,
He is stalked by fear.



His bitterness wrenches his heart,
He lives in a small two roomed flat,
Simpe and plain,
He's headman now at a small riding stables,
He ties himself down with an invisible chain,
As his heart bleed's because he has fled,
From the spotlight with the side effects,
Of the steel plate inside his head.



He makes his life comfortable,
He has a fiery temper but he's a hard worker,
Every evening he sit's in the same spot in the local pub,
Talking to the same people,
Drinking his usual pint of Guinness,
Everything the same, until he drives the short journey home,
The mountains looming,
Like giant creatures lurking.



His dream's always come back to knock him out cold,
With his feeling's of been a loner and a loser,
His heart locked and the key lost on the racecourse,
His brown eyes turn black with rage,
Now he exists on a poor wage,
He survives with his good sense of humour,
And his weapon of sarcasm,
Filling the empty chasm.



He now stand's staring at the darkened stable yard,
Fleetingly for a second he believe's he has done well,
Then he glances at the galaxy of stars,
Looking and laughing down at him from afar,
With their aloofness and untouchable presence,
He remembers the scenes in the winners enclosure,
With the crowd cheers,
All he's left with is his deep fears.



His eyes have lost their light,
Without his souls inner sight,
He steps quickly inside his front door,
Away from his glory day's,
Away from the brilliant stars of the night,
Mocking him,
At losing his lonely fight.

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 09 September 2015

He ties himself down with an invisible chain, As his heart bleed's because he has fled, From the spotlight with the side effects, Of the steel plate inside his head. His eyes have lost their light, Without his souls inner sight, at the end it ends in a sad note. of losing his lonely fight. Do you call such a plight of a man destiny? How can we answer it? These were my questions when i finished reading this poem. you have portrayed the struggles of a man who accidentally looses everything.

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James Mallum 12 February 2016

It's simple, it's a sad poem with a tragic ending. hopelessness could possibly pass as the theme

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Daniel Brick 11 November 2014

Hi Hazel Allan aka E Nigma believes in this poem in a way different from my belief in it. And he asked me to take another look at the poem and my reaction to it. I have to say I find his interpretation very persuasive. I assumed the man's life was virtually over in any any productive sense. Anthony DiAnno told you a real life story of a player terribly injured who gave up and self-destructed. That's the future I feared for your character. But Allan found a different way to respond to the poem and thus suggested a diferent future for the character. WHAT IF after carrying that weight for a long, long time he would look up at the the laughing stars and not hear laughter of contempt which humiliates him but the laughter of hope which inspires him. And then he gives himself a second chance, a comeback. It's at least a possibility because this is fiction and you can shape whatever reality you want. (I sound like Leonardo da Caprio in INCEPTION!) But your poem is excellent whether or not there is another chapter to this man's story.

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Daniel Brick 13 October 2014

I thought the title of this poem was a positive view of the stars, that their laughing was a projection of our laughter, or a symbol of some cosmic order that was all-embracing. Instead it the last thing the poem records which grinds this victim deeper into depression and failure. His accident not only deprived of his career, it also took away his moral identity as a man who could take calculated risks, compete at the highest level, take pride in his accomplishment. His existence can be called pathetic in the pejorative meaning of that word. He continues to live in an environment of his past glory but he's totally alienated. He doesn't belong there anymore. His life is one endless moment of humiliation.

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Sekharan Pookkat 30 March 2014

beautiful -stars are smiling soundless but brightened inspiring and touching write

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James Mclain 10 September 2019

Your emphatic perspective is here quite apparent. Summed here in your wonderful poem. Hazel thanks.

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Bri Edwards 07 October 2018

i just read D. Brick's 2nd comment. i like the poem the way it is! bri :)

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Bri Edwards 07 October 2018

(cont.) and the brilliant stars of the night, Mocking him, At losing his lonely fight. ..and i 'love' the title. to MyPoemList. bri :)

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Bri Edwards 07 October 2018

(cont.) favorite lines: The mountains looming, Like giant creatures lurking. and: His heart locked and the key lost on the racecourse, His brown eyes turn black with rage, (cont.)

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Bri Edwards 07 October 2018

(cont.) oops! called to supper, i am. i'll finish later, but if i forget, please alert me. Thanks. i want to read the rest of this. bri ;)

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