Nothing more to give

Worn out
She rested on the chair
Her body heaving with fatigue
She had given all that she had
And had no more left to give now

The sound of the applause
Brought her out of her melancholy
People shouting for an encore
Suddenly life looked brighter


The photo below is from Erean @

For the visually challenged writer, the image shows the silhouette of a woman on a stage, provocatively posed sitting on a chair with the starry night sky behind her and also reflected on the stage floor.

Written in response to FFFC # 146, hosted by Fandango



55 thoughts on “Nothing more to give

      1. You’re most welcome, Sadje. Always. Ah, got it; just meant I could feel it deeply. I love when I read a poem and, I, for a moment, am that person, thing, or experience being related in the poem. Living through your words. So much fun.

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