Best Performer Poems

A silent stage ignored by the crowd, their murmured voices building loud.
As dust flakes meanders the dimmed light, witnesses to forthcoming delight
This silent rain that glints the scene, as it falls from above to land between
Artist and pundit, the real and magic. Masking the twins...

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Echo world behind the glass,
I make the same faces I did at twelve.
The grinning Cheshire Cat 
with teeth like piano keys,
mendacious and coy
because viewing my portrait with sobriety
forces me to march with familiar frailties.
I’m certain my gravitas is a forgery.
I am sure my laments and...

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for the third class life is surrounded by, not a single affirmative element but utter negativity, it may be a condemned one, yet is still worthwhile living the life because in the total negativity one can disavow everything just like an absolute authority 

for the...

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You are angst poetry
          played on the strings
                     of an untuned guitar
    ...

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constant performer
made life her permanent stage
show has been cancelled


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And I am dying for your applause.

spinning round
day by day
I prance for you.

forged smiles
mimicking glances
in sickening masquerade.

I charm my best
dragging laughter
coaxing confidence.

And if you'd look close you'd see.

I'm sick of waiting
for fairytales to suffice
stardust won't solve anything.

my mask is suffocating
too thick to compete
rip it off,...

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I arrived at the garden of peace,
Typical day...mundane routine.
He arrives with a drink in hand
Laying his guitar case down on the curb.

He takes the guitar out slowly,
And begins strumming it...into tune.
He leaves the guitar case open,
And asks a passerby for any requests.

The passerby says, “No,...

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megalomaniac 
wakes up one early morn
with a brand new personal plausible 
excuse &
this will be the answer of all
answers for
her/him, so that s/he may
beat upon the drum
a new web of madness &
stir the masses like a
*****covered stick in a bowl of
porridge.

religion & religion alone
lets the...

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What breed is this?

Sage or Lunatic, 
Chess-Piece or Bard.
Do they see silver in the bloodstream, 
hearts pumping hard.
Turning lead to gold.
Re-frabricating a life lived hard.

Pieces of eight, to pay for a life of piracy?
Or innocense stolen, seeking equilibrium and sanity?
Do they have knowledge to pass...

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“It's gettin' hard to please 'em
You start to feel the rub
You know it isn't easy
Well, welcome to the club
Come on and join us in the club.”
– Joe Walsh

The marquee glares with brilliant light.
A talent takes stage to delight.

Too many hours, too long the show
Painful pressure...

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I believe in futures,
God's miracles guest.

The friendship with relatives and friends,
Sometimes I dream of having a boyfriend and husband again.

I used to dream of becoming a performer,
Singing a solo, I sang the song "Wiseman Say".

The seniors in the dinning-hall all clapped,
We are having an Elvis...

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What a handsome actor you are,
You have very beautiful eyes.

Your  slim good-looking stature,
The many roles you caressed with excellence.

The leading women that were blessed to act with you,
I wished to be an actress at one time.

Happily married with children,
How nice to see you act...

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"Limerick - Syllables 12,12,8,8,12" ~By Poet~

Stevie Wonder.
Blinded after birth by a hospital blunder.
At three he played music with pots and pans.
Self taught piano, at nine he played to young fans.

Stevie Wonder decided to bet Tiger Woods 
To play golf at a golf club in their...

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There was a ranger 
Keen in spotting danger 
Dealing with a hurricane 
Violent storm giving a stage name 
Bringing weather notoriety and fame 
In the meteorological game 
With an assistant 
Being persistent 
One time sung the Broadway blues 
Trying to live a life honest and...

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If everything is all right 
Then there is not going to be a fight 
Thoughts from those wearing tights 
And arms showing might 
A huge net down there 
Going through the air 
Grabbing a swinging bar 
Being cool acting like a star 
Everything seems so...

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