He deliberately started softly,

Then gradually gained momentum

His baritone filled the hall

With its deep resonance

He had chosen the soliloquy carefully

Bringing forth all the nuanced emotions

The stage was where he belonged

He had worked so hard for this chance

Everything had been orchestrated to perfection

It was do or die for him

For his selection depended on this performance

As he delivered the last loaded line

The gathered audience remained quiet

Taken aback, he fell on the floor

Only to be stunned by the thunderous standing ovation.

35 thoughts on “Performance

  1. This is exactly what it is like when standing alone on that stage, about to give it your all. Beautiful, Punam!

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