A one sided affair
He walks nervous onto the stage.
Every creak with each step he takes
The final moment is dawn upon
As he stands firm at the grandeur of the hall.
The light flickers against the wooden walls
Every grain every line with history to tell.
Rose colored seats adjoined as one
rows and rows of crimson red.
He closes his eyes as he imagines
An audience awaits for the melodious sound.
He loosens his throat and deepens his breath.
As he times the right moment to impress
with all his past hidden emotions kept far at bay.
With burning desire to express his forlorn love,
a bursting passion suffices within him.
He lets out a voice angelic and pure.
As all around stay hypnotized by his song.
Some tear while some sob
As they endear themselves to his sad plight.
The expression of love to the one he belongs.
Songs of admiration and dear,
hopeful for a lovely reply.
The melody ends and he holds his breath.
A moment of silence as he waits,
biting his lips till they bleed.
Nothing!
Nothing!
Nothing!
He opens his eyes.
Alas he is but a fool.
A voice of a century is heard
Yet only an empty hall hears his song.
A one sided affair indeed.
