A Shadorma
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smiling and sweating
is this real
on the mic
speaking word my thighs trembling
snap, snap my smile grew
I knew then
I can't mess this up
ankles weak
lights blinding
just who do I think I am
calm down, you got this
Thank you for reading my poem, Fighting the Feeling; Stage Fright. It is a Shadorma written for the W3 prompt. 🙏🏽💖 This is the first time writing this poem style. I’m not sure if it is right, but I enjoyed it!
Speaking in front of a crowd can be a scary thing. The physical things that you feel standing up there. It’s amazing how the body responds and the thoughts that run through your mind. The inner ‘prep talk’ is what helped me get through the recital of Until That Day.