the sad clown

the apitemy,
of irony,
in need of an epifiny,
from self alone,
that shadowing figure standing next to me
disguising his tourment and moan,
Behind his humor, smile, and wit
feeling filled, with emotions unfit
To the steriotypical expectation
can't you see he
that sad clown echos me
my reflection,
I need of resurection
seeing an outside perception
from my being,
cause you'd blind from what I'm seein
or paralyze from what I'm feelin.

Responses

4 comments so far.

1. Kathryn Hartz says:

   Very Powerful! Keep it up! Thanx for reading mine too!

2. Ellie Caporn says:

   your brilliant. good to see a fellow 15 year old poet. thankyou for reading and commenting on my poem.

3. peter hollamby says:

   thats really gud you know how to express the emotion well to the reader thanks for takin the time to comment on my poem.

4. Randal Harding says:

   You're very talented. Most artists your age are still in the "moon, june" phase. You have so much to see, keep your eyes and heart open and your pen at your side.