Tired Jester - Κουρασμένος Γελωτοποιός Poem by Kostas Lagos

Tired Jester - Κουρασμένος Γελωτοποιός

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Let my jester 's hat fall down

the laughter for my jokes to drown

I will now take my silly shoes off

my song will end up in a cough

Here stranger, I give you my marotte

So my soul can rest and my body rot





Ας πέσει το καπέλο του γελωτοποιού

το γέλιο από τ'αστεία μου να πνίξει

Θα βγάλω τα ανόητα παπούτσια μου

σεβήχα το τραγούδι μου θα καταλήξει

Έλα ξένε, σου δίνω το ραβδίμου

Η ψυχή μου ν' αναπαυθεί και το σώμα να σαπίσει

Thursday, April 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: disappointment
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The jester series
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 17 April 2019

Here stranger, I give you my marotte So my soul can rest and my body rot......./// beautiful

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Edward Kofi Louis 15 April 2019

Facing the ways of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Bonaventure Onuabuchi 15 April 2019

So amazing, and the rhyming is exceptional

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Jankovic Zoran 14 April 2019

Jester without the marotte is like a king without a scepter. Good work, my Friend.

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