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Echo Bay May 2014
God, i do not know him
But i want him
And waiting for him just makes
Everything else so tedious
So slow and it feels as though
Am waiting for my life to start.
I am afraid,
Frankly am frightened,
Of this bottomless hole
Inside of me,
This longing for someone that i do not know
It is a maleficent ordeal
This feeling i feel
I am choked up with feelings
A lot of loving to give,
But i do not want to give it to the people around
Just him, the actor on my tv screen
How i wish i could graze his face,
With my fingers,
Press my lips to his,
Feel his warmth and sooth him,
How can i love you so much when we've never met?
Why do you do me like this?
My heart betraying me,
Such pain i feel, it is oh so maleficent.
He was the man who would terrify me.

I would be lost in the madness of his eyes.

I would enjoy how he would scare me.

He would creep up on me by surprise.



Hearing his voice gave me a chill.

His horror would make me shiver.

Watching him was always a thrill.

Waiting for the lines he would deliver.



Now he has been taken away.

His movies are timeless forever.

I always loved what he would say.

His wickedness seemed so clever.



I will always watch you, our Vincent.

You were always the master my friend.

I for one thought you were magnificent.

I will continue to watch you until the very end.
copyright Chris Smith 2009
A Daredevil came
Lighting a Green Lantern
Even a Scorpion King
Bowed down in respect
For a fallen comrade
They travelled the Green Mile
Walked the final Whole Nine Yards
In honour and in silence

A Kung Fu Panda
Followed with Cats And Dogs
Crying tears into the night
For a gentle giant
So deeply missed
musafirs Mar 2014
I am not a innocent little boy
Yet not a devil’s advocate
I am man at the very nature
With fallible qualities ingrain
Walking along with other artist
Wearing many masks to entertain
Some times is in role of husband
Often wandering like obedient son
At times walking along like a friend
A loving brother, hardworking worker
Or else in a coat of orthodoxy frame
I play all roles when they call me up
Trying to remember each dialogue,
Each act, each emotion, each spotlight
And when the next act is to being, I run
Behind the stage to change the costume
Change my make up, my thoughts on play
Run up again enact again, do the performance
Go down and change, come back for next
Living life like drama, each person u meet
You have new mask in place, new act
To perform , new emotion to emote and
Leave impression for better or worst..
And face away after the curtain call
an introspection of my living..
Anonymous Mar 2014
Being an actor or actress
Doesn't mean you are on broadway,
Or a star of a hit reality TV show.

Being an actor or actress
Means you step onto the stage
And give it your all.
You accept the spotlight
Not as a blinding piece of equipment,
But as a sun shining on you,
Bringing you to life.
When you hear the term
Break a leg
You form a grin,
Knowing it's not literal.
When the laughter
Of a crowd on opening night
Encourages you and gives you hope.

Being an actor or actress
Isn't about the flowers
Or the repetitive good jobs after a show.
Being an actor or actress
Is about the butterflies you get
Before you go on stage.
It's about the energy you feel
When you and your cast
Do something spectacular
On stage.

Being an actor or actress
Is an outlet from the real world.
It allows you to step onto stage
And forget about the boy
Who broke your heart,
Or the money struggles,
Or the bombs going off
In other countries.
It allows you to step into
A new and exciting universe,
Where nothing else matters except,

Being an actor or actress.

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