An Extra

got bored, was nervous for my play

The light showers onto the stage

You blink, standing there

Your lines! Which part, sentence, page

The epitome of your worry and care

It is quiet, besides the shuffling

The lines once learnt are now gone

You shudder, feeling stares

Your arrogance you felt is now wrong, so wrong

Those tremors in your gut; your neck hairs

They feel your frozen fears

The hours of grueling studying are lost

You grimace, knowing the director

Will be mad; will you be kicked off?

Music starts to play, the audience cheers

You suddenly realize you're an extra and you

Don't have any lines

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked how you led to the ending. The extra does need to know lines? A surprise ending to a entertaining poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Chidoriflower]

Thank you for the review. And I guess it depends on the extra, the character in the play; some have lines but it's usually not very much. Thank you for all your kind words. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

Was my pleasure and you are welcome.

[❀Subaru_Nyaa!
..]

It takes courage even you're an extra.Just standing infront of many people is pretty heavy

[Chidoriflower]

Yep and you have to make an effort to not be TOO showy and not too erm....oblivious..It's pretty hard. :)

[❀Subaru_Nyaa!❀]

Just think that all the audience are potatoes

[Chidoriflower]

kawaii potatoes, with butter

[❀Subaru_Nyaa!❀]

that makes me hungry

[Chidoriflower]

me too think I'll grab a snick snack