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172 posts
  • eyeenma 8w

    What is a mistake?
    Can you tell me what is a mistake?
    I haven't come across people trying to operationally define it, but it intrigues me what that might be. Breaking something by accident is a mistake? Telling someone on something is it a mistake? Acting on the impulse is that a mistake?
    Doing what your heart wants is that a mistake?
    Breaking someone's heart!! Is that a mistake? Expecting the bare minimum! Is that a mistake?
    Hoping to find longing and desire in your spouce ? Hoping to be loved ? Are these mistakes? Forgiving and trusting! Is that a mistake? Which are mistakes?
    Being a good person is a mistake? Or being a bad person is a mistake?
    I guess mistake is everything which have adverse consequences...
    Dear writers Can I get your opinions on that? Or hoping you would read and respond is it my mistake?

    #mistake # doing #acting #mirakee #writersnetwork #interogation #life #confusion # hopeless #wonder #heartbreak

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    Mistake

    How many did I make?
    ©eyeenma

  • sheuaker 13w

    Humans love acting #poem #poetry #acting

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    Humans Love Acting

    Humans love acting
    Acting like the happiest people
    When they are drowning in tears
    Acting like the strongest people
    When they are trembling in fear
    We love acting
    But don't do it all the time
    ©sheuaker

  • singh_ankit_hunny 16w

    'द कश्मीर फाइल्स' इसे अगर मैं एक चलचित्र का नाम दे दूं तो गद्दारी होगी अगर ये घटना सच्ची होगी तो मैंने जो किताबो में पढ़ा है और सुना है उस हिसाब से तो सच ही प्रतीत होता है मगर फ़िल्म के कुछ हिस्से आपको झकझोर सकते हैं. फिल्म 1990 में कश्मीरी पंडितों संग हुई उस घटना को बयां करती है, जिसने उन्हें आतंकियों ने अपने ही घर से भागने पर मजबूर कर दिया था. इसके अलावा लेफ़्ट विंग को लेकर बनी उनकी फ़िल्म बुद्धा इन अ ट्रैफ़िक जाम ने भी काफ़ी सुर्ख़ियां बटोरी थीं. 'द कश्मीर फाइल्स' उसी कड़ी का एक हिस्सा नज़र आ सकता है, जिसमें ग्राउंड की कुछ कहानियों को पर्दे पर दिखाया गया है. मगर सच कहूं तो ये घटना सच का 10% भी है तो अपने ह्र्दयतल के गहराइयों से संवेदना प्रकट करता हूँ। बाकी शब्द कम पड़ सकते है बहुत उम्दा जबरदस्त निर्देशन, कहानी , अभिनय..। कमजोर दिल वालो के इतर, एक बार जरूर देखें लास्ट की पंक्तियों के लिये.. इंकलाब जिंदाबाद..। #VivekAgnihotri #kasimirfiles #acting #fullofawesomeness

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    द कश्मीर फाइल्स

    ©singh_ankit_hunny

  • _undefinedwriter_ 25w

    Play

    //"We all are actors, You and I,
    In a play which nobody wrote,
    And which nobody will see." //
    ©_undefined_writer_

  • parchment 26w

    83'

    A first ever major sport win for India on a global scale after independence .. A year which has a ring of ‘1947’ to it ! 83′ isn’t the pop-corn movie one would expect but a celebration of 14 ‘Jawans’ led by a high on spirit gem of a captain- Kapil Dev ! While there is no significant build up to the event of the Cricket World Cup as other sport sagas usually do, the film throws chunks of every cricketing personality through not so elaborate arcs. We enter the tournament an underdog and we immediately know our team is breathing the casual air of a team with not much hope from themselves…

    The film then travels across in concentric circles; around how Kapil Dev time and again boosted the teams morale and led from the front with some brilliant performances himself. They say it’s the team that wins matches and not an individual but never ever in any one match you see the champions attitude of our paltan ! I think the English newspapers of 1983 that caught wind of India’s rise in the world cup tournament, calling it a series of flukes must have been referring to these disconnected loops of team bonding as portrayed in the film.

    And yes, there is that flaky music score (with words which have lost shine on most of us) when the actual match is in action ! I mean WHY ? Were the film-makers worried that Team India’s meteoric rise and stupendous fall at times in the tournament won’t channel the emotion into us ? I felt the actors did a really good job ( as most of them have done) but the music killed my enthusiasm at times.

    And then comes a pivotal moment – the final ball to victory. That one moment which stamped us as World Victors – the new cricketing champions of the world ! After a series of actual footage scenes; the film terribly failed to deliver this knockout punch of a moment- where every fiber of your body is already stretched to the limit in anticipation of victory ! And in the most anti-climactic ways in which any victorious moment could have been shot, the moment just passes by with a few ‘howzatt’ shouts and that’s it. India wins the World-Cup and my nerves for once just refuse to relax ! My goodness – where is my victory-gasm ?

    Still, i walked out happy having lived (although a half-life) a moment of euphoria via the big screen. Kudos on this ambitious project and a good film. No wonder the casting was near perfect with great performances and I didn’t see Ranveer Singh anywhere – he was Kapil Dev all the way.

    Do see it as it is not a movie to miss, although one has to live through some flaws. Worth a watch…
    ©parchment

  • kirukka 38w

    If no one hates you
    You did not live
    You are acting.!
    ©kirukka

  • artistano1 42w

    I bought a Bedouin guitar,
    old and out of tune.
    It was cheap at first glance,
    but music that come out are painful,
    difficult and she's cost me a lot,
    I can see now.
    Sometimes I don't know anymore
    did that tones are mine or Bedouin's,
    -my fingers on the strings
    and his music coming from nowhere.
    Damn, he really screwed me over.

    I bought a book from a rabbi,
    even though I didn't even want
    -and I'm afraid to open it and read.
    Some words, as if they were mine,
    and as if they were writing about you,
    so that I no longer know
    do i read it or write it.
    My blood is on the cover of the book,
    but my boat is lead by his rowet.
    Damn rabbi, he made me a poet.

    The nomad sold me shoes,
    even though I didn't need them
    Then I realized that shoes only go my way.
    And so i wander, from city to city,
    under the open sky above,
    and I don't know anymore
    did I looking for something,
    or I just wander among the crop.
    Damn shoes, it will never stop.

    I bought love from a thief,
    i didn't know she was stolen
    and belonged to someone else.
    I bonded quickly and naively,
    as if she were really mine.
    Sometimes she comes to me in a dream,
    uninvited, and walks barefoot into the room. Although I want to get her out,
    stays until morning and then disappears,
    while steals a piece of my heart,
    every time, and leave me in the faint,
    Damn thieves, they don't take complaint.


    Thank you ladies and gentlemen,
    see you in another city...

    Applause
    Curtain
    Darkness
    The end




    Written by artistano1


    #acting #story
    #poetry @writersnetwork #art #act #wandering
    @miraquill #genuine_readers #writersbay #writersnetwork

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    Wanderer

  • shubham_20 58w

    ©shubham_20

  • sillysadar 59w

    The Great Act

    Through all these tears I cry
    I wipe it all away
    To make everyone's beliefs stay
    The belief that I'm okay
    But everyday that passes
    My sadness grows

    The sadness that I push away
    To rush back to my stage
    And there I perform my act
    Of a person wearing a mask
    That no one can see past
    Not even themselves

    All these feelings that I've bottle up
    And thrown away turned me numb
    I feel as though I'm drowning in my sorrows
    And every wave that hits is my thoughts
    But I cover it all with a smile

    A mask everyone believes
    Even the friends that are miles away
    And all these what ifs seem to be here to stay

    Do I seem tired?
    Do I seem like I've cried for hours?
    Do I seem okay?
    Or have I covered it all up so well
    That now when you look into my eyes
    You cannot see the pain that lays deep inside
    Instead you see the person who's completely different on the outside
    - Sadar

  • an_injured_scribbler 64w

    From
    speaking constantly
    To
    Acting like strangers,
    Life took us a long way ahead

    ©an_injured_scribbler

  • lucifer_says 68w

    Time always exposes
    What you mean to someone


    ©lucifer_says

  • kitty8frost 70w

    It's Just An Act

    I'm trying so hard to disguise
    All of my selfish and petty lies

    Acting like I'm smarter than I am
    But my whole demeanor is a sham

    I'm putting on a smile, pretending I'm okay
    But you don't know the words that I don't say
    And it's getting so much harder every day
    Masking the emotions I don't want to convey

    I feel like I'm always going to be on my own
    And honestly I'm scared of being so alone
    But I don't think anyone's ever known
    'Cause the truth is something I postpone

    How much longer can I pretend
    That I'm thinking this might be the end
    'Cause I'm not someone you can mend
    No matter how much you try to tend

    I'm trying so hard to let all this go
    But I'm scared my secrets will show

    So I'll keep up this act and hide
    Keeping all my feelings inside

    02/02/2021
    ©kitty8frost

  • shubham_20 77w

    Free main sab kuch kaise milte hai

    Thora acting seekho bahut kaam ki cheez hai
    ©shubham_20

  • megaththenral 82w

    Act

    Actors are not the only ones who know how to act in this world ...
    Everyone is acting for something ...
    ©megaththenral

  • sillysadar 83w

    Acting

    For I guess my hidden skill is acting, acting like I'm okay when I'm not and making others believe it somehow
    For I'm helping others smile when I can't seem to smile myself I just act like I'm happy and put a fake smile on to make everyone think I'm okay
    For my feelings may seem intact but I just act like it isn't when really it is
    For if someone attacked me I wouldn't react maybe cause I lack the feelings to get hurt or something else
    For my heart is cracked open, broken and shredded but I'm still acting like everything is okay

    For I'm wondering if I'm the only one who performs a show like me but I'm the not only actress in mine, is it the same for you?
    To be exact I'm not okay I just packed my feelings away now I'm feeling empty I'm just acting like I feel things
    For my back is backed against the wall feeling like I'm suffocating but im just acting like I'm not
    For the pain is stacking up everyday and my mask is cracking away
    But I'll try districting myself as always and act like everything is okay when it isn't, wouldn't you do the same?
    ©sadar_ammar

  • inked_heights 84w

    I scroll my social media,
    with the dark mode on,
    And her latest upload pops up on my feed,
    making me smile unknowingly...

    ©inked_heights

  • kosatli 86w

    Performers

    I demand a special category in Oscars for our friends who perform next level acting infront of our parents
    ©kosatli

  • kosatli 86w

    Entertainment

    Pretending like not knowing the truth and finding how the other person is acting , is really most entertaining
    ©kosatli

  • artistano1 90w

    I bought a Bedouin guitar,
    old and out of tune.
    It was cheap at first glance,
    but songs that come out are painful,
    difficult and she's cost me a lot,
    I can see now.
    Sometimes I don't know anymore
    if the tones are mine or Bedouin's,
    -my fingers on the strings
    and his notes coming from nowhere.
    Damn, he really screwed me over.

    I bought a book from a rabbi,
    even though I didn't even want
    -and I'm afraid to open it and read.
    Some words, as if they were mine,
    and as if they were writing about you,
    so that I no longer know
    do i read it or write it.
    My blood is on the cover of the book,
    but my boat is lead by his rowet.
    Damn rabbi, he made me a poet.

    The nomad sold me shoes,
    even though I didn't need them
    Then I realized that shoes only go my way.
    And so i wander, from city to city,
    under the open sky above,
    and I don't know anymore
    if I'm looking for something,
    or I just wander among the crop.
    Damn shoes, it will never stop.

    I bought love from a thief,
    i didn't know it was stolen
    and belonged to someone else.
    I bonded quickly and naively,
    as if she were really mine.
    Sometimes she comes to me in a dream,
    uninvited, and walks barefoot into the room. Although I want to get her out,
    stays until morning and then disappears,
    while steals a piece of my heart,
    every time, and leave me in the faint,
    Damn thieves, they don't take complaint.


    Thank you ladies and gentlemen,
    see you in another city...

    Applause
    Curtain
    Darkness
    The end




    Written by artistano1
    Photo by Djinotan on SoundCloud

    #acting #story @readwriteunite #status @readersworld
    #poetry @writersnetwork #art #act #wandering
    @Mirakee #genuine_readers #writersbay #writersnetwork

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