The Limelight.

The song resonated in its rhythm

Filling the corners of the theater

In silence, the audience tuned in

To the melodious brilliance

The mind swayed in the swiftness,

While the soothings hit every nerve

As the intensity of the voice was felt

The gravity of the words sank in

Unbounded by ones' thoughts,

The mind freely fell into bliss

It wasn't just a song, but

A composition of tormented feelings

Stories vibrated in the ambiance

Echoing the pain, the struggle

The world came to a still

As the final song was performed

The people admired in awe

He breathed in the appreciations

Before him was a dream,

A fulfilled lifetime ambition

As the limelight glimmered

Slowly, he opened his eyes

To find himself alone

Standing in the old coliseum.

- Ajay Kontham, '15