At the platform

In the midst of darkness,  I was called upon. 

Stepping into a world where I saw no walls, 

Look!  The lightening and rainbow gods are stirring at me, 

My voice and vocals squeezing themself inside my throat. 

The turbulence of my mind was as that of a bad cloud, 

Sweating from head to toe i could feel my heart in my hands. 

Pocketing my eyes with great phobia to pray with my poems, 

The clapping of hands and feet by unseen crowd made my prayers more touching. 

What a shock!  It was my audition which I sailed through with a victorious victory.