The World Is Like a Stage
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The world is like a stage . . .
and all are the actors who live and rage,
and we act as required for each role;
sometimes, the part breaks our heart and soul,
sometimes, we are left in a deep dark hole:
sometimes, we are trapped in a cage !
The world is like a stage . . .
there are scenes of joy, happiness and love,
and such contentment with the part we chose;
but we must play grief for those who repose,
in the shadows sad poems we compose:
for love that left us for above !
The world is like a stage . . .
when we leave home a fake mask we put on,
we play our part well - no one suspects;
that our wispy way is what protects,
we do all that the part we play expects:
smiling until the curtain drawn !
The world is like a stage . . .
and we cannot show our soul and heart,
with only family and friends we share;;
for this kind of person is very rare,
a loving, a caring shared with a tear:
only they see us- as fine art !
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August 03, 2022
Poetry/Rhyme/The World Is Like A Stage
Copyright Protected, ID 08-1477-696-03
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Written for the Premiere contest, Simile
sponsor, Hilo Poet, Judged 08/13/2022
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2022
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