Around the eyes
Crinkled skin
Shining lights dancing
On the pupils within
What else is there
What else is there
The people walk
The people work
Faces set in stone
They walk alone
Searching for glee
Buying love for free
Chase the big things
Be led by the nose
Around the circus ring
Chase highs and lows
Live life on a dose
Stress and adrenaline
But in the corner there
Sits the man who doesn't care
He's not lost in worry
For forgotten sins
He's caught in the moment
His world is a grin
Around his eyes
Crinkled skin
Shining lights dancing
From the pupils within
For what else is there
What else is there...
2 comments:
Deesh.. I have a feeling that the man is an artist, a true artist who dabbles in art for the sake of art. He is always in mirth, caught in his own exciting thoughts...whilst the world moves around chasing bigger things which never bring joy!
great verses, as usual!
He is the "Fool on the Hill" who sees "the sun going down, and the eyes in his head sees the world spinning round "!!!
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