Curtain Call

  

Everyday it is the same

I can’t shake it, can’t fight it

              Can’t deny it…

If I broke it nothing would change,

Except more pieces to the puzzle

That doesn’t seem fit yet still feels right.

 

Why does it all have to be?

How come it controls me?

When fate’s reigns

Are in my hands.

 

I am looking for reason and rhyme

Asking myself why…

       Why does it have to be

So damn complicated?

But the beat is off

Making the lyrics rough.

 

So my heart sings this song

A million times over

Only to fall upon deaf ears

Cause the crowds are gone

And the echo vibrates my soul.

 

So I take my bow

       And let the curtain fall

Exiting stage left and out the door

Into the pouring rain.

 

It is then I know it is my entire fault

For I wanted the crowds

When all I needed was

An audience of one. 

Reviews

[trinityluv122]

the way i interperate this writing is that your trying to express what you really feel but there is no one there, and you would be happy if just one took in your song of expression, because it only starts with one.
Nothing controls you, you have free will. Anyway enough of my babbbling another great write from you.

Lara sending you Love and Happiness

[ABitBrokenPoetry]

beautiful. how i can relate to this one. montony, loneliness, sadness, why does life how to be so damn complicated?? i love the metaphor here. an amazing write.

[~Mariposa Una Lila~]

wow excellent! i enjoyed this...x0x0x00x

[Winter McPherson]

So much pain and lonliness in here. The analogy of the "star" who is left with nothing, no audience, no applause is so appropriate for this society that is so ravenous for celebrity. Everyone is seeking that 15 minutes of fame - but as every "star" knows, you're only as good as your last picture. Our true value and our greatest joy comes in those quiet times and resides in the ones whose love we share and in the eternity of heaven...

All we need is that audience of one......loved the ending. Very nicely penned.

[Voice]

Oh I just loved it and it was such a touching write thank you for sending to me I enjoyed reading this piece immensely!!!! Most of us want to be seen and noticed but sometimes when you get what you want you find out it's not truly what you needed after all. Great write very inspiring!!!

Voice

[Angelic Darkness]

This poem reminds me of life, all that we deal with and all that we must
do to survive. Yet, at the end it seems more intimate, more personal...
like not needing the attention of all, but just one that really matters.

Good job...AD

[Stephanie]

Wow. This is so deep and meaningful, it's honest and there. The last stanza has to be my favorite:

"It is then I know it is my entire fault
For I wanted the crowds
When all I needed was
An audience of one. "

It's a touching message, sometimes all we need is one person to recognize us instead of a swarm of people, even if we think we want the swarm. Great piece :)

[Brittany]

Very touching. Very touching indeed.

Your metaphors are great, and they also reflect vastly- you. Beautiful. Life and the beat, lric and thought...

It ends perfectly and sends a powerful message. A swarm of people can hear you but not understand what you're saying, they just can't relate, they're too indifferent/apathetic etc. But just one person understanding and listening is all you need.

[Kena Dawn Augustine]

I love this one, preferred it over the last one i reviewed. this poem is tight. full of emotion and power, and dale sensitivity and introspcetion. my fav part:

It is then I know it is my entire fault

For I wanted the crowds

When all I needed was

An audience of one.


yes, all we need is us!!!! we are the only ones that matter (opinion wise) 10/10 going in my favorites!!

[Bud]

What's wanted the most, is what we so often lack the most. Excellent write, Dale!

[cilla]

I think to fully appreciate the poem one has to have some experience with performing in front of a live audience. Its addictive power leaves one only wanting more but like all addictions there comes a point where it is taking more than it is giving. Only then do we realize the full price we have paid and what we have sacrificed.

This is a great poem because it took me back to a time when more seemed better and the love of one never seemed like enough. Foolish girl � foolish boy �