The final bow
The curtain call
I look around
I guess that’s all
No encores had
No cheering crowd
The silence here
Is far too loud
One spotlight shines
So mockingly
I stand alone
It’s only me
Head hung low
I leave the stage
The time has come
To turn this page
Ladies and gentlemen
It has been a pleasure
Thank you and goodbye.
Time to start auditioning? Or are you already running scripts for the next show?
I enjoyed this. It has a bittersweet ending, but it feels right. Great job, Kevin!
Deeply moving as an emotional poet I have written similar but taking that last bow with my soul mate who left without me and now waits on the other side. I hope you’re having a good weekend.
Well, that is a sad but beautiful poem. I hope it does not pertain to something real.
Thank you very much, Thomas. 🙏
I would say there’s elements of reality via my feelings and thoughts on different things that happen to me.
I can’t say it is literal, but I can’t say it’s not things I’ve thought about before either. It’s a mixture of things and I merely present them on the page the only way I know how.
Reminds me of the song Mr. Cellophane, which I love so much. And I agree with others, sometimes it’s a relief to read something sad and real. Captured a human moment.
There’s a lot of emotion in your poem, Kevin. Hope your weekend is going great.
Beautifully written as always, Kevin ❤️ I love the way you went with this one, although sad it feels like it’s the right words especially accompanied with your beautiful image 😍
Thank you 😘😘💓💓
This one was really just meant to encapsulate a feeling. Whether it be about life in general, or something more specific, it’s just a collection of feelings I have felt about so many things.
More than once I have felt like I was alone on a stage, pouring my heart out and no one cared. That’s where this kind of came from.
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