Poem: Lights Up

Here is an unpublished sonnet I wrote 2 years ago about missing acting onstage.

Lights Up

I get excited when I see a stage,

And more so if the set is dressed as well.

It’s been a year or more since the curtain’s paged,

And I miss it nearly more than life itself.

I cannot remit forever till old age

Dopamine dominant recurrences

Fleeting passion-driven reverberates

And equally been a source of wealth,

Makes subtle, the annoyances today,

Each exchange, shifting orbits, overwhelms,

The lights, fire orange, down center stage,

Hard to inspire mixtures locuras,

But I stay seated in the audience,

The stage unlit, where I’ll return again.

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