I was an actor
not by choice but
when applauded
I did rejoice
Over the years
I learnt to act
The stage became
a place to relax
I hid my worries
behind my mask
Even in tears
I would make others laugh
With passage of time
the settings changed
I was left alone as
the audience waned
The drama of existence
failed to amuse me
Actor or Spectator
I kept asking me
Scenes kept unfolding
in front of me
The director was
still unknown to me!
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