A lost audience

Here we go again, a second collaboration with the brainstorming Uzma. She has an awesome creative mind. Please stop by her blog and share a comment.

Can you guess who’s parts are these?


Rain drops sliding on my face
Warm tears blinding my eyes
Can’t hide the pain anymore
A trust shattered in pieces
My heart was ripped last night
When I saw you with her
I ran away as if I was fleeing
Fleeing from my thoughts
Fleeing from the truth I’ve seen
My heart was pounding so hard
That I thought I would die
Die of shame and disappointment
Can hold anymore to this life
The rain keeps washing my fears
And my tears still blurring my hate


And then I saw the smile on your face,

That bright, shiny sparkle in your eye,

You felt so real, so complete, so confident.

As I looked back, I realised..

That is not how I knew you..

I loved you for I felt you needed me,

To make you laugh, to take away your worries.

Yet in my selfish love I forgot,

That was I who needed you,

You needed someone else,

Someone not perfect in the worldly eye,

Someone who couldn’t walk or talk,

To support or entertain you,

To share some jokes, to tell you story,

To sing you a song.

And there you are,

Singing, laughing, dancing away,

To muse and entertain.

Perhaps you and I are both clowns,

For a different audience,

For another play…

I wiped my tears to hush my fears,

To let sleep my shame,

To gather all my broken parts,

For another show, another part

Another time, another puzzle,

The life throws my way.