Best Stardom Poems
Those who live in the bright spotlight of fame
Soon grow weary of critical acclaim
As targets for media seeking to shame
Their stardom goes nova in a burnt out flame
*Entry for Brian Strand’s contest
Attainment of success, stardom and fame
Remains the ultimate dream of many
Who seek the publication of their name
Upon the future pages of history
The journey to such a destination
Requires effort and dedication
Those who at last gain such recognition
Enjoy a well deserved satisfaction
Some celebrities who make this journey
Find coping with this new life can be rough
There's an invasion of their privacy
And the demands of stardom can be tough
They then turn to some drug to ease the stress
Whether it's alcohol or other stuff
Soon their entire life can become a mess
And dealing with it's pressures can be rough
Bouts of anxiety and depression
Are what they have to endure constantly
Some develop a serious addiction
That may lead to suicidial tendency
Women tend to choose a gentler ending
Like drug overdose or a means that's neat
Some may opt to end it all by hanging
Mindful not to mess up the body sheath
Some men go for a violent ending
By putting a bullet through their own head
Others jump off a bridge or tall building
Seeking to ensure that they will be dead
Those aspiring to fame and stardom
Pursue your dream and goal diligently
Just be mindful of how things can become
And seek to be guided accordingly
Whitney Houston(singer, actress) – drug overdose
L'Wren Scott(fashion designer, model) - hanging
Kurt Cobain(singer, songwriter) – bullet to head
Tony Scott(Academy award winning actor) – jumped off bridge
Star
Shine on
Shine upon
Me, in the night
Sparkling in my dreams
Show me, to look above
Lead me, where I need to be
I want to be able to to see
Hope from your stardom, shining in dark
To uplift my spirit......................forever free
Heidi Sands
4/9/22
Still I Reach – Memories of my Father.
My Dad — a virtuoso, once hailed among India’s finest — was one of three English gentlemen credited with bringing Western classical music to India, helping to lay the foundation for a tradition that would echo for generations.
His artistry shaped the sound of a nation, and his influence touched the lives of his students who would one day stand on the world’s grandest stages – L Subramanian (US) Zubin Mehta (Pavarotti’s conductor)and Jerry Fernandez who finished his LTCL (Licentiate of Trinity College, London) with honours.
At 58, he came to Australia, carrying with him not only a large family but the resonance of those concert halls, the applause of audiences, and a burning ambition to let his music speak here as it had across the seas.
But the stages he sought here remained closed. After countless auditions and unreturned calls, the verdict came cold: retire from music. As if the brilliance he carried, the decades of mastery in his hands, no longer belonged.
For a moment, the weight of those words threatened to silence his song.
And yet, as the lyrics say, “Still I reach… still I dream… still I ache for what might be,” he held fast to the stage in his heart – This has been captured in the song.
One year later, the story turned. The same man who had once closed the door called again — this time with an invitation to perform with the renowned Sydney Symphony Orchestra. That moment lit the fuse of a second act.
From there, his music would rise again — with the Russian Bolshoi Ballet, the Kirov Ballet, and in celebrated musicals like Hair and Jesus Christ Superstar.
This song is for him… and for anyone who has ever been told their time has passed, only to rise and prove that true artistry is timeless.
The dreams of life took my brain
As I didn't allow it drain
My peers went with the wind
Behind the crowd I stood at last
Some flew away with metal birds
I went around with leggedies Benz
Stardom crown is hung afar
Chained with words
A symbol for comparison
Undefined character in flesh
Snail in human flesh
Words from a close flesh
Adamant in my goals
Depending in the light
Conscious in my unconscious world
Seeking what could be found
Before I part
Jiggery-pokery
Taylor Alison Swift
jilted country roots and
embraced pop sound.
Spilled her ink at midnight
indefatigably.
Teenage breakup anthems
made her profound.
Hippity- Hoppity
Taylor Alison Swift
worked two times harder to
make her thought art.
"A million-dollar song"
enthusiastically
drove her to go beyond
and topped the chart.
December 30, 2020
Super stardom is where I want to be
into the bright lights and oversea
Telling my story as I reach my dream
Nothing will be possible without my team
As I walk toward the light
Stardom is so, so bright
She stands, hallowed in sunlight, no, limelight
Waving manicured hands at screaming fans
Smiling at the flashbulbs
Empty eyes not really seeing
Empty mind not really comprehending
Empty heart constanlty weeping.
Live in small town north of Toronto
Entertain the neighbours by doing the mambo
Quite graceful I admit
To watch, one needs a ticket
My path to stardom will surely follow
Orange megastar of rosy early morning skies,
Richer than all of the others' remote sparkling,
Powerful, charming and extremely charismatic,
Drawing all of nature, and the beautiful people.
Sunset stunner, captivating the adoring press,
Though black space is your permanent address!
A reclusive eccentric superstar, and so creative,
For the summertime is overcrowded with blooms.
And during nights, you lend light to pale moon!
Super rich and possessing the gold Midas touch,
The gazes of red sunflowers are on you all day!
If I were famous I would hide until the notorious prominence blew over
Stardom caused me scars;
I'm happy with what I have;
No paparazzi.
Accompanied by cutlery
hit ceramic soprano 'tinks'
Operatic hot sudsy path to stardom love ballad
Tears drip dramatically
tap's hydrating heart sinks
Acoustics of kitchen, false impression of talent
Travelling the road to stardom
Following pathways to our dreams
My best buddy, guitar and I
Share hopes, visions, wishes and schemes.
We've written an awesome love song
Which eagerly waits to be heard
There's a special kind of magic
In both the music and the words.
We're on our way to Tennessee
Over sea, road and railway track
To Nashville City, here we come
Nothing will ever turn us back.
Poppa bought me my first guitar
When I was only just turned three
Ma and I really believe
Stardom is truly meant to be.
No pals could be any closer
Together we will always be
We're going to make the big time
Wait and see, then you will agree.
We're on our way to Tennessee
Over sea, road and railway track
To Nashville City, here we come
Nothing will ever turn us back.
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19th July 2020
A song of hope - Poetry contest
Sponsored by - John Hamilton
Written to the tune of - Chariots of Fire.
Thrilled with the placement - Thank you!
A world as disconnected as hers,
could never imagine true love in song--
she disregards the right and embraces what is wrong,
her tears fade into ashes,
and a burden pains her still,
she is blinded by the flashes--
and consumed by her own free will,
yet all the world still loves her--
her resplendent charm in the eyes of the masses,
as she shines luminously under a spot light,
torn away from everyone who trespasses--
a sea of worshipers and not a friend in sight,
there was nothing she did not own,
magic white lines carry her to bliss,
lonely thoughts puncture her troubled mind--
she dwells on the softness of her mothers kiss,
reminiscing of memories she can not leave behind,
but now she is the starlet she longed to be--
who should really take the fall for this pain?
because the idea, after all, is to simply entertain.