"auditioned" poems
little millie mole she loved to watch tv
to be a tv star she just long to be
starring in a movie or a tv show
to be a famous star that everyone would know.
oneday she decided she would have a go
auditioned for a part in a tv show
she rehearsed her lines what she had say
millie got the part in a tv play.
she became a star of movie and tv
and became a star like she longed to be
a favourite of the people they just love her so
when ever they saw millie it gave there heart a glow.
they all loved the mole they came from near and far
just to get an autograph from this little star.
Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 1:44 PM UTC
"C'mon Stevie you got to show them what you're made off!"
"I did and your mother was very impressed."
"C'mon Stevie you got to show them what you're made off!"
"I auditioned but they said I was too big."
"C'mon Stevie you got to show them what you're made off!"
"You do realise that Kathryn Janeway reffered to me everytime she said 'Captain's Log' don't you?"
"C'mon Stevie you need to go out more and show the world what you can do."
I can't, I'm like Japanese **** Entirely censored.
"Come inside"
chuckles
"Can I come over?"
"You"
"What?"
"What?"
**** Off!"
"You're On!"
*******
"."
"C'mon Stevie show em what you're made off!"
"Have you read this?"
Mar 1, 2015
Mar 1, 2015 at 8:14 AM UTC
The thought of it horrifies me,
Even more so than what death entails,
It forces me to sporadically awaken.
I visualize myself taken away to a cold grotto,
Where I'm violated by strangers
And alienated, rather than uplifted,
For an unknown duration of time
I knew what might happen,
The consuming fervor,
My behavior will not be understood
Haven't I alienated myself all along?
Was it not I who voluntarily auditioned
For the infamous role of the outcast
As well as the acclaimed role of the golden child?
The critics may write their reviews of my performances
My petite hands peruse
Through the drawer's treasure,
The prescription pill bottle is
Considered as a future reference.
(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith
8/2/14
Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 1:00 PM UTC
(1)
Every idiot is bound
to take life so seriously
and so Tsarevna Euna
saw the torment, the pretension
in all who surrounded her
and she could not smile
Many a fool in earnest faith came -
many a handsome man
who felt there was only one aim in life;
many a clown in grave intent and purpose
auditioned;
many an imbecile from all extremities;
many a thinker, many a philosopher
many a Prophet who said Heaven is Open
But all earnestness is Dumb and Weighty
like the **** of a hippo
and so Tsarevna Euna
saw the gravity
in all who surrounded her
and she could not smile
(2)
And she heard one day
in her lonely walk
in her gray, dry-withered garden
the mouse, the beetle and the catfish talk
of the man who gave away his every coin
of the only three coins he had in the world
And at last, the Tsarevna knew,
there was one indeed
who knew to treat the world light
(as when a leaf falls, and no one is ****** off )
and so she discarded her mournful looks
and she dismissed her father and the royal court
and she grew to be the Wisest Queen of All
and so it is sung to this day, in all those domains:
*The Princess who never smiled
she had a sudden insight
and she grew to be the Wisest Queen of All*
Apr 30, 2013
Apr 30, 2013 at 8:30 AM UTC
"Escribe con los pies, poeta de la calle"
"Write with your feet, poet of the street"
days of no inspiration,
nights of emptiness irritation,
labor strife strives to divide,
the desire, the greedy needy,
to unburden, touch lips to tablet,
unsatisfied, muse departed
for foreign lads in foreign lands,
where dark eyed ladies sing
put the load right right on me
where once I saw poetry,
now I see lessons of less,
trees blowing whipped me frenzied,
saw cappuccino foaming,
revisited, now, see but tired dancers,
de-auditioned, sent home to wonder,
poets with paper cuts but no bleeding,
so eager so desirous of conceiving, thinking,
will I ever......................................again
once, every step a poem,
every sidewalk crack,
a smack down of nuance,
eye recorded,
mind disordered,
run home, to dance
each vision into words,
gloria, glorious just to walk
my city streets
once upon a time,
a traffic light rainbow,
stopped n' go, was a word design,
demarcated visions of spun sugar,
bodegas sold me
magic beans by the pound,
masterminded into cups of delight,
treasury's bounty overflowed,
now, dregs drain, sink stained,
as are my writing utensils,
my ink stained, us-less, fingers
come visit me, unknown stranger,
let us exchange fluidity, barbs,
a contest of kissing, eye lashing
wit ands shared vision stashing,
and together, once more,
write with our feet,
while holding hands,
becoming once more
poets of the street.
Only, come quickly,
Jul 2, 2013
Jul 2, 2013 at 5:31 PM UTC
it hurts
when you can feel an ocean inside
waves crashing into the boundaries of your mind
begging for release
to reach the shore
denying them, holding them back like a well-built dam
not a single drop gets through this facade
I’m an actor
in a role I never auditioned for
one I never wanted
one thrown upon me by the cruel hands of society
family
is this life better than none?
three months
I whisper to the face in the mirror
one I have never recognized
one that is not my own
i hope one day to look
and find myself looking back
a true reflection
real and not imagined
but for now I do my best
with whispers
the tears I cannot release
sweaters in the biggest size
corners to curl into
alone when I can imagine
how I’ll look when I’m me
not you
be friendly
personable
but always know your place
only speak when spoken to
perhaps if you behave you will find a nice husband
be a good wife
raising me in her image
it’s a facade
I’m fractured
a picture from long ago
broken and never properly repaired
the shards put back wrong
a smiling photo of a girl i don’t know
darling daughter
know your place
smile but not too long
Jun 26, 2023
Jun 26, 2023 at 12:55 PM UTC
Dax-
To Be A Man
~My Verse~
I can't hide myself
I don't expect you to understand
I just hope I can explain, what it's like to be a man
It's a lonely road
And they don't care about what you know
It's not about how you feel, but what you provide inside that home
-----------------------------------------
This life's relentless and heartless, regardless, it happens every day
It's obvious, I'm not good at this, why was I cast in this role anyway?
A character I never planned to play, never auditioned, never signed my life away
I didn't ask for this, showed zero interest, explain to me why I gotta stay?
But that's the depression, pushin' and pullin', convincin' me I'm nothin'
I wish it was bluffin', I gotta do somethin', I know I shouldn't keep runnin'
Win or loser the only options given, as the pressure builds, I must keep it from showin'
Turn failures to lessons, allow angers regression, rememberin' my son's always watchin'
-----------------------------------------
I can't hide myself
I don't expect you to understand
I just hope I can explain, what it's like to be a man
It's a lonely road
And they don't care about what you know
It's not about how you feel, but what you provide inside that home
©2023
Jul 24, 2023
Jul 24, 2023 at 6:05 PM UTC
I auditioned for the solo
and in the end I was the solo
and nobody was there for me
on closing night
and wasn't invited to the cast party
"did you forget I was apart of this community?"
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 11:13 PM UTC
Store me in a foreign wooden house,
but please
let me out.
Daylight seething through skin
and bones I don't have.
Rain wiping hand-painted
stage pearl-white smiles.
Make me walk
and then run on my own
without strings holding up
my wrists and calves.
I hope by then a mile
knocks the wind out of my lungs
and while I pause for breath,
lay rest, look up
may it remind
me of the crown I wear,
the color of the sky.
Tear up scripts
made for me to recite,
and let me write
all the stories
I'd rather hear,
not just act out
with my time.
I'm not cut out for a role
I never auditioned for
or this life.
Aug 31, 2019
Aug 31, 2019 at 10:44 PM UTC
I have a lover
He's my best friend undercover
I've known him since junior high
He's my childhood sweetheart there's no deny
He's been my backbone
Through thick and thin never letting me stand alone
He's tall, handsome, long, he's exciting especially after a good night of *** igniting
When I eat a wonderful supper
Oh yeah he's there with a Dr Pepper
My lover knows my husband
Shhh don't worry he knew when he auditioned
My lover was with me when I got the news
I have to tell my lover that it's over before the cruise
We have been inseparable since we was eleven
It's really hard to let him go twenty-four seven
I'm gonna have to be strong and let my lover go
I bet he'll say no
I love you, don't leave me
Because we'll be off key
My lover has a name
I'm not ashamed
I've been playing Russian roulette
I call him cigarette
Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 12:15 AM UTC
You are absolutely the most gorgeous
Modest
Goddess on two feet
Those ambitious
Wished
Auditioned, failed
Had to sign a non-compete
You exemplify amplified
Undeniable
Realism till I’m knocked right off my feet
And meeting you leaves me
Tongue tied
Buy and refund vowels
Because I can barely speak
You are Artemis and Athena
Sometimes meaner
You’ve both the brain
And brawn to back it
Not many times do sights
So right
Prove worthy of me
Being flabbergasted
Mere mortal men’s minds cave in
Bend
And bow at your intricacies
And you blush, turning crimson
Glimpse
As humbleness rushes to your cheeks
You may not feel the heat
But I know the stakes
Grade A
You are prime to me
Prepared, unshared
With utmost care
Rare
And it’s the only time I’ll compare you to meat
I’ll avert my eyes as you rise
Ascend
A gentleman for eternity
Because love was fantasy
Fallacy
Utter blasphemy
Till you made a believer of me
Nov 20, 2019
Nov 20, 2019 at 8:01 PM UTC
i find myself
daydreaming about what my world would look like
if you were here with me.
i would've braved that rollercoater
at last summer's fair
because i knew i had the handle bars
and you
to hold onto.
i would've auditioned for that role
in the school play
because i knew that you'd be there
to cheer me on
even if my voice cracks.
i would've done so many things
knowing i'd have you
to be there while i face life.
Dec 27, 2016
Dec 27, 2016 at 2:59 AM UTC
My life is a monologue--
No one auditioned for the play
Here I am fumbling,
Forgetting what to say
May 17, 2016
May 17, 2016 at 2:12 PM UTC
I can finally see why you did what you did.
I can finally see how maybe I tried too hard to make you The One Good Thing,
When you never auditioned for the part.
I can finally see all the memories for what they really were-
How even when we were wrapped in one another, we were never really a perfect fit.
And how I tried so hard to unbutton your heart,
I may have ripped some of the seams along the way.
I can finally see why you gave me that movie,
I can finally see why you always walked home,
I can finally see why you sent me your poem,
I can finally see why you told me you could never write a poem about me.
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 11:32 AM UTC
This is a show off off-broadway
Filled with prose and cause
Complicated expositions
Stranger than fiction ever was
I've auditioned a cast of characters
And never made the lead
Odd for that on these footboards
Are where they were conceived
I know this part by heart
Hell, I wrote the lines
Seeking my Euridice, my Juliet
Cursed to never find
I have no faith in critics
They rarely get the point
And in all the marvelous performances
I am still not "right"
It's gone dark inside my theater now
The cast and audience have all gone
The curtains took their final bow
I'll seek you from the balconies
I've kept the ghostlight on
Sep 3, 2024
Sep 3, 2024 at 10:13 PM UTC
once absent of key
chords wound around
had we thought of this before
may we have been more profound
planned the soliloguy
stood more proud and determined
took more practice in plans
more days before we auditioned
had more deft a ********* more
understanding
a lighter touch a romantic
view
questions are so lingering
and time ticking on
I find time
four three cadence and harmony
hard to determine
Jan 2, 2017
Jan 2, 2017 at 9:55 PM UTC
Allow me to stutter
B-Because this is something i really can't admit
ExEmption—that is what you are to me
GanGin' up on me like little squirrels
AsphAlt-dragging cuddly bear
InducIng pain and ecstasy
Lalala-Lullaby of nightmare and desire no one should see
It really is something
N-Nah, you really are something
InItially something from my peripheral vision
E-elEvated like a server administrator
GoonG! a golden mic when you didn't auditioned
"OooooOoooh~" cried the wolf in a human form
Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 1:47 AM UTC
It was a dream I always had
Being the Star and under the spotlight
I always had the rhythm
But it was a gift being talent
I would often practice hour after hour
In between, I would often tire
Regardless of sweat and aches, I refused to expire
Every dance step had to be toned to perfection
On Broadway, it would be the dance moves in reflection
The thought of Broadway being applause from the audience
Once I felt comfortable with my dance steps
It would be time to step out and audition about
A new Broadway Musical was coming out called “DANCE HOUR”
It would be music from JAZZ to R&B DISCO
So I auditioned
When I was called, I danced to many combinations in smooth dazzling ways
Props being my own
After I finished, the Director shouted, “WELCOME TO BROADWAY”
I danced being the star performer having appreciation in my heart being gratitude
Broadway that was meant for me
My talent for all to see
The Great White Way with entertainment that is sure to stay
But it was Maurice and Gregory Hines that led my way.
Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 9:33 AM UTC
Hi dudes
This is Johnny here and I am about to
Start the first Wednesday night live
How about the AFL with Carlton who at the
Start of the year Carlton were testing the AFL ladder being on top with Sydney and seeing swans are still on top Carlton went to 8th spot and they must win to make it in the finals, they had injuries but still they could’ve tried a bit harder because now it looks like a port-Sydney grand final or an all Sydney grand final or could be port - giants or port - Geelong but I will be going for Geelong to drop out and let Brisbane in
Because the cats aren’t really that impressive but what about footscray they won in 2016 from outside the 4, is it possible for them to do that again but I am hoping Sydney can reverse that result, Collingwood need a 200 game to make finals and need Carlton and hawthorn to lose
Their games even though I personally think Carlton and hawthorn will just make up the numbers, but it does look like 2016, I really hope not now my tips Melbourne over Collingwood
Cats over eagles only because of eagles position
Suns v tigers I would like to see sims win in a nothing match north v hawks, I say hawks To make up the numbers lions to beat the bombers at the Gabba and I say Sydney can beat Adelaide position and real, I say it will be close between giants and footscray, Osage giants in a close one Carlton and st kilda both teams are coming off a win and saints won against Geelong
But I will say Carlton in a close one and port to beat dockers because dockets have more to lose but the loss of that player who attacked the crows player I say port still in a close one and now the NRL with wests and sea eagles I say eagles and warriors and bulldogs well bulldogs will be to hungry so I say the dogs and a close one but hopefully parramatta to beat Brisbane
Panthers to beat raiders but raiders will be hungry but I can’t go past panthers and I want dolphins to beat storm but not going to happen so I go for storm souths and knights both sides are a problem, I say bunnies at home I hope titans to beat roosters but again never going to happen and I will go for sharks to beat dragons but it could be close, and now the voice, I liked a few singers tonight and wasn’t it amazing Matt Rogers brother auditioned but didn’t get in, all judges are determined to get the artist they want
And now here is a song to celebrate the swans being there, it will be hard for them to win but they will try, here is show en Sydney
We read about tigers the bulldogs and the blues we read about the bombers saints and kangaroos
But in this competition the top spot has the best
Melbourne you have seen nothing now Sydney has the best
Show en Sydney show em your the swans
Show em your the winners kicking *** today
Ok goodbye from Wednesday night live
Bye
Aug 21, 2024
Aug 21, 2024 at 7:52 AM UTC
Is not the absence of somebody
But the presence of the true self
I am sick of playing a role i never auditioned for
Being subjected to judgemental eyes
Sometimes there are remnants of hope
To encounter the right person
Who could become a friend,a lover,a kindred spirit
But that desire is ephemeral
No,I must remain alone
Embrace the void,the vacant space,the stillness
For only here can i exist
Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 7:24 AM UTC
I told you it all straightforward,
every single possible thing about me.
I laid it all out on the table for
you from the very start.
All of my pain and struggles,
Even all about my freshly wounded,
and unhealed broken heart..
You made me believe and had me so convinced about how wrongly
you've also been treated..
About you having a broken heart too,
and how all of the hurt hit u so hard,
that you're scarred,
and had been left out in the dark.
Though actually,
cold and heartless is what you really turned out to be.
Plenty of fish in the sea,
and I fell for a blood thirsty shark.
Really you made all of that **** up with all of those manipulating lies,
I should've known that you were as fake
as the ugly glued on lashes that you always wear at a length so long,
it's sort of like a guard..
In which I could barley even look
into your eyes.
It's like with my life,
you auditioned for a role just to play a part.
Where in reality,
I was the only one with an
actual damaged heart,
that actually was ripped and torn apart.
I guess the time just felt right as I instinctively gave u my heart.
But as it turned out..
my love was about as
declined as your credit.
Although you never did fail to say
"I Love You" when I'd break down,
and lineup thick white lines with your dormant credit card.
It's like I was the bright red round bullseye, to your freshly feathered dart.
It seems that my heart was the location
of that bright red round bullseye..
and maybe it was that your thrown dart was thick and extra sharp,
or a strong muscle in your arm,
or maybe you just genuinely
enjoy causing people harm.
I guess I'll never really know why,
but one thing I do know is that indeed,
you hit it really hard.
Now here in the end,
I realize after all the pain and suffering that you put me through that the auditioned role that u successfully got,
and played the part,
was really just a twisted plot of you ******* with my mind even more.
With a closing ending scene of you tearing down to pieces my once "broken",
but now far beyond repair,
destroyed and shattered heart..
What I really I hate the most,
is that I feel like such a fool
of how easily that it was me,
you could outsmart..
How I turned out to be the one
actually left out in the dark,
because really you did leave your mark,
that I'll now wear forever on my heart..
like a bright red round scar.
Jul 24, 2018
Jul 24, 2018 at 12:17 AM UTC
How did a man get a name STAGE COPELAND
He got it when he was a tot
Stage would pretend to perform in front of his family and friends in performances he had seen
On any occasion, you would see stage acting out drama at home in his own way
Having a name like Stage is fitting for the stage
Well as he grew up into a teenager, the thought acting on stage became a deep down passion
With the name Stage, he was ready to perform
So Stage joined a small Acting Theater group in his town
Stage performed, “MY MISSION”
It was a story about a man who had nothing but ambitions in being a success
Yet it was more of a testimony turning into a confess
After while Stage had become a very good Actor, but was ready to advance
Luckily, there was a Broadway opportunity being chance
Imagine performing on the Great White way
Well that would be a highlight being ok
The Broadway Show was called “YOU AINT SEEN NOTHING YET”
However, Stage had talent and Broadway would be getting the commodity of get
So STAGE auditioned and caught the Director’s attention
I don’t need to mention
STAGE got the Lead Role
He played the Leading Role of Franklin Stewart, a man who wanted to be in show business
How fitting, Stage would be the perfect witness in playing an actual part that describes him
Well its show time
The orchestra music has begun
The curtain is rising up
Applause from the audience
Performance of a lifetime has transcended
Dramatic line, “Acting has always been in my blood, the inspiration is like water flowing like a flood”
STAGE got thunderous applause
He acted the dramatic acts playing the role that was similar to his own
STAGE and the Cast bow to the audience
Then the curtain comes down
The performance could be described as stardom bound.
Jul 26, 2017
Jul 26, 2017 at 12:26 PM UTC
Allow me to stutter
B-Because this is something i really can't admit
ExEmption—that is what you are to me
GanGin' up on me like little squirrels
AsphAlt-dragging cuddly bear
InducIng pain and ecstasy
Lalala-Lullaby of nightmare and desire no one should see
It really is something
N-Nah, you really are something
InItially something from my peripheral vision
E-elEvated like a server administrator
GoonG! a golden mic when you didn't auditioned
"OooooOoooh~" cried the wolf in a human form
Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 3:22 AM UTC
Once there was a man,
he cried while watching the dawn of the day.
He would rather stay in the shadow ,
awaiting for dusk.
In the nick of time
he worked hard to be backstage
he would not let his face shine
and he danced with life on his own
One bitter tragedy lied this same man in depression.
He didn't want to be the stagehand anymore
he stood tall
and auditioned for the main part.
Chances are he wins,but even if he not,
he will be priviledged to dwell on the dream:
Well,
Dec 28, 2017
Dec 28, 2017 at 11:58 AM UTC