Sunday, 19 October 2014

Bright Lights - a little poem

The arena was full to the brim. 
Not just with people, but with bright lights and loud, infinite noise.

The spotlights chased after the bands, projecting their silhouettes around the arena.
Screaming and singing merged into one intense harmony, bursting the ear drums of all.

A quick, but heartfelt "We love you Wembley!" was said and then they filtered backstage once again.