Circuses are the source of entertainment but do you know?

life is none other than a circus. Circling with a trapezes notion,

Swinging in the air, only two ropes to behold

It's a weird acrobatic play, a fun for many more

one wrong move, you're grieving in the down.

then those players with juggling, too many balls in the upstream

for you to catch in one take, but do you know life doesn't take retakes?

catch them at once, musings of colourful prey

one swing in the air, a breath holding waiting

What if they fail to catch them?

you're mourning with life's baiting, a clown is making moves

to make everyone happy, they're laughing
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with their heart in mouth, with odd faces

growing a pang in the distance, a loppy-sided

smile, tears gleaming in the eyes.

a ringmaster is the prime key, to make an executive—

an exception, you don't appreciate easy things

the trapezes make your heart, a little bit faster

those juggling with fireballs, take you in a motion

that's why, you couldn't see the tears of a clowning face.

ringmaster bows down, putting the show to an end.

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