Welcome
to my stage; now showing a one act curtain-raiser featuring a lifelong
performance. A show that has it all: comedy to keep you rolling on the floor,
drama that will make your eyes pour. This is my stage, my show, hence my title
role. You will not be disappointed! I promise to give it my all. I’ll flood the
stage with my heart and soul; you will be screaming for an encore. So with
little a due, I give you myself.
The
impersonator extraordinaire, I hide behind a nervous scare. My epilogues soar
as you begin to roar. I feed off your energy - you make me ignite. Everything
in my world feels right; for a moment. For when that moment comes and the play
is done, I retreat to my somber chambers and become undone. The pseudo-me
you’ve come to love and cherish, must now perish.
Every
night a part of me dies, my other self built on pretend and lies. I cut myself
and peel layers off of me. Each layer a stage persona I’ve worn for the day;
pieces of me I rip away. This ritual is tearing at my core - I don’t know if I
can take much more. I chase it all down with thoughts of bane to numb the pain,
moments before I step out into the rain. May this rain wash away all my sins
and tears, for tomorrow, I shred my skin and watch myself disappear all over
again.
The poem is written in paragraphs as opposed to stanzas as it's supposed to be read like a story. I've written it with flow in mind so it should be very smooth :)
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it's tragic how we lose our originality due to public's expectations. . . which is why the concept of soulmate is so appealing to me, in the matter of how i and the person can be honest with each other; peel off our masks and just be the best of ourselves. . . though the idea seems to be surrealist, it does make me wonder if i should become my own soulmate?
there are some great lines in this (prose) poem; like: "for when the moment comes and the play is done, i retreat to my somber chambers and get undone. the pseudo-me you've come to love and cherish, must now perish." great sentences! i like the opening, too, enjoy this writing very much ~L
Hello Ivan, maybe I should start calling you Mr. Talent? I loved this. It struck me as really sad to always be putting on a show, always giving and only recieving appreciation for the show, not the person behind the scenes.
I love the prose style. It gave the poem a fresh, modern feel. It was wonderful.
it's tragic how we lose our originality due to public's expectations. . . which is why the concept of soulmate is so appealing to me, in the matter of how i and the person can be honest with each other; peel off our masks and just be the best of ourselves. . . though the idea seems to be surrealist, it does make me wonder if i should become my own soulmate?
there are some great lines in this (prose) poem; like: "for when the moment comes and the play is done, i retreat to my somber chambers and get undone. the pseudo-me you've come to love and cherish, must now perish." great sentences! i like the opening, too, enjoy this writing very much ~L
The name is Ivan - I'm 31. I am originally from Bosnia and Herzegovina. I left my country in 94 because of the civil war. After emigrating, my family lived in France for 2 years before coming to Canad.. more..