Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
you can't use, a diva who loses her voice, you can't as she, is less than a diva can be, why are you looking at these words in shock, sing along celebrated personage, are people too, but you would not know standing toe to toe, in a crowd outside, a concert venue, around and over you the adoration flows, each fan wants a touch, post on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter too, fulfills the need, just know they don't let it show, that divas, have private, lives like a cat, that publicists and public, use and scratch, times nine, it will be fine, by design, they will fade, into the background, frenetic energy, Will dissipate, they will always, sing, with voices and songs, written to feed the times for one day A diva's petals, do fall off, gracefully? gratefully?, but they will always, be the voice of freedom, to dream. the rest... is music history...
0
Apr 5, 2014
Apr 5, 2014 at 1:29 PM UTC
Divas
you can't use, a diva who loses her voice, you can't as she, is less than a diva can be, why are you looking at these words in shock, sing along celebrated personage, are people too, but you would not know standing toe to toe, in a crowd outside, a concert venue, around and over you the adoration flows, each fan wants a touch, post on Facebook, Instagram, Twitter too, fulfills the need, just know they don't let it show, that divas, have private, lives like a cat, that publicists and public, use and scratch, times nine, it will be fine, by design, they will fade, into the background, frenetic energy, Will dissipate, they will always, sing, with voices and songs, written to feed the times for one day A diva's petals, do fall off, gracefully? gratefully?, but they will always, be the voice of freedom, to dream. the rest... is music history...
darrell-wade-elverum
Written by
Apr 5, 2014
Apr 5, 2014 at 1:29 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem