When Smile Became The Goal, I Know Not... Poem by Varsha M

When Smile Became The Goal, I Know Not...

Rating: 4.6


I happened to meet a person
Can't label him as joker insane
But he never misses to trouble again
And then with long face keep revolving again.

With the speed of light his brain functions
Pranks are born like budding flowers
And execution do perfect that you'll miss your own house
And he standing at corner enjoying every move.

Beware of such scooby Doo roaming around
Some Lullaby guys mocking around
Though naughty and prankster in soul
Always brings a smile on brooding fool.

Trickster of highest order on earth
Joker of superlative power comes forth
Enjoying every moment like a holy soul
Screwing all with his mere nonsense haul.

When Smile Became The Goal, I Know Not...
Thursday, November 5, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: happiness,joy,pleasure
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Inspired by the image, I wished to write a humoristic poetry.
Photo courtesy pinterest
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Dillip K Swain 05 November 2020

An amazing poem! Liked it......All stars

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Deluke Muwanigwa 05 November 2020

I am smiling. Nay i am giggling. Nice light poem. You made my day

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Khairul Ahsan 05 November 2020

You've quite been able to deliver humour, Varsha. I've been truly amused. The last stanza is particularly good and interesting.

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 05 November 2020

a really very humoristic poetry. hahaahha o lalalala can be sung like songa butterr lalalaalas saya below walllaaaa ooooo lalalalaaaaaa lllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

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Kostas Lagos 05 November 2020

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD! Pranksters rule!

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Anjandev Roy 14 June 2021

Outstanding write.....wonderful to read...

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Dr Dillip K Swain 24 December 2020

An insightful piece of poetry! My great pleasure revisiting this marvelous poem.

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Edward Kofi Louis 08 November 2020

No matter what occurs in life! ! ! ! Always be very joyful! ! ! Able to live another day. ☘😄🤗 Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Rajnish Manga 08 November 2020

Pranks are born like budding flowers.. Joker all with his mere nonsense haul.... //.... Very well articulated. The poem underlines the need of humour in life and to celebrate life with heartful of smiles. Lovely poem and an equally charming smiley.

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Suresh Kumar Ek 07 November 2020

Enjoying every moment like a holy soul What else we on earth can really dream? Varsha can we move like that? May not be. Coz we are mad

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