All The World's A Stage

and all the men and women merely players?

All the bustle! We dare not stall.
Curtains rise and curtains fall;
where are our hearts? We dare not look.
Trampled somewhere underfoot.

Men and women everywhere;
hide the daggers in your stare!
For the curtains cover not our hearts
Hush, be still; and let 'Life' start.

With it the glamour, with it the pain
(oh, we actors are insane!)
rise the velvet curtains now.
Show business; what it's all about.

We play it now, we played it then
regardless of our age. We
played this game of 'Life' because

'All the World's a Stage'.

by Ballerina With Fins

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Comments (4)

I love this poem, especially the beginning starting with an old shakespearean quote-great--Melvina
Yeah, I love this poem, It's very well written and structured! Great job! ~~Elya Thorn~~
Love it, love it, love it, lovey darling! lol flouncing off the stage! rofl Tai
ya and we all want an 'Oscar' darling heheheheheheh good write feel the same dave xxx