"centerstage" poems
No matter the beauty – your look, your make-up
Your measures, do you follow an ideal body shape?
Society should never dictate you, love
You are beautiful; take away that palm on your face.
And that while the world has her own
Standard of how beauty ought to look,
Wear your most beautiful self you’d find within
Do your walk, babe, show the world who you are.
Don’t tear yourself down, wear who you are
If you say you’re weird, dance it out to centerstage
The world needs crazy darlings who’d turn the world –
Turn this little world into a crazily beautiful haven.
And if you say you’re little compared to them b*tches
Let your little things creep in slowly
Go low and go slow, they say
You’ll build castles of pretty little things someday.
Wear your beauty – flaws and all –
You are beautiful, your promising eyes twinkle
Let your wings take flight, your soul be seen
Let it sing as you free yourself from within.
Take away that palm on your face, I say
Make them do facepalm not for how they thought you fail
But of how they did let such beauty pass them by
While they were looking for better, they took for granted the best.
~~ Criss ∞
Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 10:16 AM UTC
I do not like it, Sam I Am, I do not like the quite
I fear it when it's silent
Simply keeping the mind busy elevates the possibility the personalities wont riot
As a particular thought client takes centerstage the voices get defiant
Internal chaos runs rampant, so prevalent one finds oneself reliant
Negativity plays with anxiety out in the open in spite of the velvet lined casket
The soil tilled from conception permitted the growth of this poisonous plant
That sprung up out of nowhere, ill prepared, on an almost alien planet
Body longevity becomes insignificant when the need shifts to a mind and soul transplant
Whether a desired life or one deserved, you can't keep it like a secret, people are going to catch a peek of it
The remedy is absolute though illicit, hell, what isn't
The catch?
It's permanent
©2024
Jun 12, 2024
Jun 12, 2024 at 1:44 PM UTC
From love's facination the joy and pain of it all they slowly pull their questing hand away from flickering flame away from love or loss.
Frisky and coye a first then they quickly see the spectre of past demons of bloodied hearts ..deception then they recede and begin to dance ..
As
They turn their minds away to havens built from the rubble of yesterday..fall away.
To bastion and barricades they made from fantasies of the highest grade " my heart of heart cant take the chance of another love found and another love lost"
SO..FALL AWAY THEY MUST.
The clock ticks forward
Never back and so the dance proceeds
A dirge as understudy seeking solace centerstage seeking. Wanting.desirous. envious and confused.
An ember still seeking air it sits hopefully in hearts all dressed up in pounding chest.
Again the moment sits there the tick the tock from love's timekeeper time reaper and so the the moment passes as she turns askance with fears well justified.
She turns the lock as tumblers catch the safety latched.
Dreams at bay.
Hopes astray
Needs neatly wrapped and tucked away.
Love, love go.away come again some other day.
Sweet nothings how they capture.keens to rapture
Just love me please for what I am,love me with no reservations . See deeeper than my fears. Take my hand and lead.the dance but love past all other. The silent request.
In the moments heat turned slow deception. They learn to
Fall away
Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 9:25 AM UTC
(of domes, towers and gnomes)
...a repost...
The day is at its end
the towers and domes in the city
Are all closed...all hushed up
Abandoned....a lonely sight,
The gnomes of the day are mostly gone
Beware.... the gnomes of the night
Have woken and are now energized
Raring to prowl the dark halls and corridors
Out to the unlit backstreets and corners
Cloaked by towering shadows
all set to play havoc to unknowing passers-by....
In the dark,
....where all restraints are set free
Where unconquered demons
Take centerstage....
In the dark,
....where the dead gets to live again
In the dark
...where anything goes, unnoticed
In the shadows, where
The dark sky is the limit...................
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Until the first shafts of light come in
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When all secrets stand to be revealed
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------The dark takes a rest-------
-------as a new day unfolds------
Sally
Copyright 2013
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
Nov 1, 2016
Nov 1, 2016 at 12:15 AM UTC
Once upon a time there was a girl no one knew
At centerstage she were guise no one could breakthrough
She smiled, she laughed, she was an open book to all
At least as far as they had saw
And with that she was happy, with that she was complete
No Other feeling could compete
Yet as happy even though she was as happy as could be
she saw someone who always seemed more happy than she
A light brighter than the sun
A smile that never seems to come undone
By their brilliant light she was blinded
And all that once she was reminded
Ah, yes the more their happiness came across
The hollower her happiness seemed....she was at a loss.
Then all at once she had an idea of what to do
They couldn't be happy all the time that she knew
A desire to give them happiness formed and grew
Their loneliness always shown
Oh! She could find him a queen for his throne
Then he be happy that she knew!
But could be her? Oh no that would never do.
They were a light shined like sun
She was no Icarus, she wouldn't even try
Her love was quiet
she was perfectly fine with opportunity slipping by
For as long as they were happy she knew
She would smile too
Aug 28, 2017
Aug 28, 2017 at 8:41 PM UTC