“Make it big”
how many times
had she said this
for her life;
and more times
she heard others
talk the same
about her art;
But can she ever ?
People loved her
and so her work
or maybe vice versa
but did any one know
who she was,
seperate from
her work of art;
Did any one realize
what made her excel
in art but not life;
what dreams she broke
to paint her words,
what words she lost
to create false dreams;
with head in clouds
and feet on thorns,
burdens of reality
tied with flowers
of a different future;
she could make it
she would have maybe
if only she was not aware
of the price it cost
to lose yourself
in making true art
and the debts one bear
to alienate from
the glittering fame.
~
Submitted to Poets Rally
Loved it so much… And I know the feelings too.
Wow loved it….and so very true…wish ppl knew the real u 🙂
Everything has a price. From finding success in art, business, sports and even love.
Nimue–this was is a little downer for me…crying time
Jaye
Although there is always a price to pay…the real cost is what it does to who you really are that must be factored in…indeed a bit of sad poem.
“what dreams she broke
to paint her words,”
“..the price it cost
to lose yourself
in making true art..”
+1 to that.
My feelings beautifully re echoed.
Lovely.
Lovely and insightful!
hmmmm interesting read, poignant and quite a pull. Thanks for the visit
this is one of my favorites! ♥
especially evocative ~
“burdens of reality
tied with flowers”
superb verse.
very stunning message/imagery.
broken life gives birth to outstanding artists,…..admirable artists may live sad lives…Glad to see you convey the multiple sides of artists’ lives.
Wow, this really came from your heart and it is so true of many creative people.
I love the last five lines.
Lovely written, NICE poem.
This is honest, and intimate because it tells us your story – the sacrifices, the price that you had to pay. It also makes one think. Love it!
but did any one know
who she was,
seperate from
her work of art;
Poignant and bittersweet!!
loved the depth behind the words. a beautiful creation.
This is simply stunning it captures so well the double edged sword of being an artist, to create new life, we give up so much of our lives.
The price one pays for one’s craft. Each person sets a value by the amount of misery they can stand.
I really enjoy your words, We look for fame in many different forms
http://mrblaque78.wordpress.com/2011/05/26/essences-of-a-lonely-heart/
Happy Ralling
The real identity lost in the process of success…
Meticulous word display… insightful.
This is a world of give and take…whatever is given, it will be taken… (I don’t know if I make sense…but I hope I do) 🙂
priceless thoughts. Huggs to you 🙂
can relate to this somehow i think…masterfully expressed, adore your clear and vivid expression. thanks for sharing.
A very very soulful poem. I can almost see the struggle, the need to express. Very beautiful. 🙂
nice rhythm and language… enjoyed the read
Simply impressive ..
I like the how the emotions flows throughout the poetry
Here’s mine poetry work ..
http://ashbeezone.wordpress.com/2011/05/23/satisfy-the-hunger-of-success/
HAPPY RALLY !! xD
Nice poem – very real
Wonderful write – the architecture and flow was well designed. The message a beautiful depiction of the torment artist can go through. Great write ~ Rose