They come from darkness,
Eager to the lighted place.
Cold hands clasp warm -
Hi! in a welcoming embrace.
Proffered camaraderie cuddles
Kindred spirits in a cloud;
Buzzing breezy banter oozes
From a jesting jocund crowd.
Rum raucus pleasantries tipple
In tailored pin-striped suits;
Convivial capering denim does
A cabaret in cowboy boots.
A painted celebrating clown
Greets gingham in a merry mix,
While a furtive feigner in a corner
Shades eyes from his tantalizing tricks.
Restive ribald revelers gather,
Garnishing gushing smiles.
Snared eager effusive faces
Trap a miscellany of styles.
Each one pursuing pleasure
In a convulsing carnival of joys;
Each one a bubbly bauble sparkling
In its own peculiar noise.
Categories:
feigner, cheer up, social, word
Form: Rhyme
Psyche a thing, mainly planned of divine craze,
Not the product perpetuate by singular technical base;
Or an effective assumption made in artistic race,
Universally accepted creed prove its multi logic trace.
As psyche ever enjoys, boon of immortality
Preserve truth magnetism surely not loose symphonic authority:
No bar can move psyche frequent all round voluntarily,
Truth may try in lap posses extreme poverty,
Psyche is somewhat deliberated having a vengeful nature,
Holding power to bruise her foe with vulgar;
Same bold pace of truth aghast a feigner,
Alteration in many live reveal perhaps specific character.
Hence, I say truth is another form of psyche,
Neither it can obliterate nor meet rejoice.
Categories:
feigner, fantasy, truth,
Form: Sonnet