Saturday, April 18, 2009

The human chameleon



Darkness around, pin drop silence,
No more help, no more guidance,
Standing alone, spotlight on thee,
Invisibly bound yet totally free

They listen to his every sound,
Yet firmly he stands on his ground,
Makes his move with pure precision,
Making himself his own inspiration

For every right move he is appreciated,
For every stumbling step, his value depreciated,
But still he manages to leave his mark,
A shining star in the dark!

Oh why? Oh why? Is thee so strange?
The only thing constant in him is change!
A firework of emotions – love, hate, calm or rage,
He is the human chameleon who lives on stage!

1 comment:

Stuti said...

Superb! Loved it! He is the human chameleon on stage. Very well written Shruti :-)