Curtain calls
It’s time they fall
You gave to the final act,
Your very best
It was good
But was it great?
You spin around,
Hands raised, shirt drenched
Chest heaving, eyes gleaming
Lights flushing, hands clapping
You savour the moment
The last hurrah,
You saved the distressed damsel
But is she safe?
The treasure you salvaged
You brutally savaged
The handsome hero
Their vicious villain.
The brazen silhouettes
Dance away backstage
You dare not look
Fog of a memory now pale
You would rather forget…
The curtains call.
Centre stage alone,
The standing ovation
You grasp it dearly
The mistakes you make
Resolutely beside you
Haunted !
Curtains fall.
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