noise, big group, excitement, happiness, fans, applause, joy,
Christina
an audience of none is what i had today, onlookers saw with nothing but a blank stare.
this is what the lonesome reality is in a day to day world.
i grant my audience to you but expect no applause. but a pause.
The audience waited for the show to begin, eyes shiny from expectations and transfixed on the gently glowing stage, feeling the hum of anticipation in the air.
Kiarna Benson
watching me, watching them her she
perform, dictate or fillabuster, they remain
standing in place, cheering, jeering and peering
over the heads before them.
Melissa
watching the entertainer with high emotions wanting something extraordinary to happen. they will aplaude or boo… depending on whether they like it or not. the audience is your crowd and you need to please them if you want to go far in what you’re showing.
Allie
The crowd of people who watch your performance with judgemental eyes. Alone it can be an individual, together they are a beast working in unison. One acts, the others follow. If they boo, you’re terrible. A standing ovation and you’re golden. There’s no error here.
a audience is someone is watching you sing then clap for u when u done
Caitlin Cordova
and audience is who we strive to please. we are not always ourselves in front of an audience. an audience of loved ones are the toughest critics. audiences provide an escape
Ashling Doyle
During a play the actors love to have an audience. But I personally hate an audience if I am the center of attention. I get so nervous.
Audience= people that watch you perform maybe in a play or even in a aditon. well what ever this is stuipid i hate oneword
Baby Baba
An audience is people that look at you and watch you
america
there are audiences at a concert or a gathering
stavroscastilllo
Is some one who watches how you preform something, If you were to put on a show then they are the people that watch you. And if your good then they aplaud you at the end.
Jewelz
is listening. in the dark. bored? excited? sitting. many people, probably. cinema, theatre, lecture. popcorn, break, icecream.
Hank
The audience clapped happily and joyfully for the man playing the pianoforte. They made echoes of satisfaction and couldnt help but stare in awe. They were jealous. They wished they were the ones up there, as well. But unfortunately, they were just part of the untalented masses.
B
people pulsing the full sense of connecting with perform and form
up there on the stage
so similar to out there in the audience
because it’s all a story
an experience.
it’s all important.
and in a way, real.
i like both sides.
marcy gregoire
People are watching me- I twirl and bow, and yet, I am invisible. The people down there, watching, I don not know. All I know is that I care what they think. I want to impress. I want to be different The audience can be cruel, but sometimes what the audience thinks is differeit thinks. I like to live before an audience, but it can be so restricting. Who is watching me? Who cares? The people I want to watch me and be enthralled may not even see me, perhaps he is not even a part of the audience.
Nadia
People must be looking. There is silence save a cough and a rustle. Blinded by the spotlight in the darkness – I don’t see them, they see me. What will the reception be? Awkward sp
Emily
I’ve always wanted to have someone watching. Someone to stare, really look, take me in with their eyes, and enjoy it. I want to be able to hear the whispering, I want to be able to feel them shake, I want to see them shiver. I want my audience. I want him.
To look out into the world and find who you are trying to relate to
is no easy task for the writer. We seek acceptance, but only from
that select few. Only those who we know will understand. I will tell you,
it’s meant for everyone, but I’m lying. It’s meant for only those who we seek to
share commanilty with.
bethany
Looking out there from in here I see; audible addiction. Hundreds of eyes looking forward, none looking back.
The laughter filled the halls. And the blood poured down the walls. No one would ever know who had done this. But she had put on one hell of a show. The knife slipped up her sleeve. The dress plunged low and revealing her tempting body. Lace held her in its soft hands, lace that now held an odd frightening hue of red.
To be in audience of someone is a form of respect and might even be admiration for whatever talent or knowledge or stupidity they might have to offer.
Ben
I try to ignore them most of the time– The people I’m writing to… writing for… but very often the only person I am writing for is myself. I’m my own audience and am very rarely amused.
hayward
my audience is small but loyal. as i type, i know they hang on my every word. They laugh with me, cry with me and share pain and joy. I know they are unique, in that they are mine alone, but i will share with anyone who needs a boost of confidence.
darren
Out here, in there. Watching, basking. A group only looking for the good and stampeding upon the not-so-good.
Sean Preez
Standing before this humble gathering, not much of an audience really, she wondered how much longer could she believe in this seemingly impossible dream?
djk
didn’t i just write in for this word? how do you even get to write about other words? where do i even have to sign up? haha, time to read on.
Nina
it makes you scared. it brings out the worst and best in you. it can determine your future whether you’ll event make it to your next speech – or not.
Nina
didn’t I just do this word yesterday? last night? it’s all blending together. no time for capital letters. no time for details. is this C+ work? audience…my professors? my lover? me? is everyone else an illusion, or am i just very very sleepy? am i really asking my dumb, deaf audience for these answers?
Used
I don’t do this for an audience, I do this to bring glory to God. I don’t want my name to be known through out the earth, I want HIS to be known through out the earth. I don’t people to worship me and what I do, I want people to worship HIM and what HE does!
laughalot
loud, clapping noises across the concert hall fill the room and one person stands up and shouts encore!! However cliche it may be it happened. And when it happens, it happens perfefctly.
Rose
a loud, vivacious audience in a concert hall, clapping and screaming for an encore…fiery, sensations in a crowwd
Rose
Half the world is watching while the other half do things, happen to things, laugh and cry. Being the audience is always comfortable but it can be boring. What are you?
soulstealer9
The audience, stationed below the stage, watched the play intensely. The tragedy of Romeo and Juliet was playing out in front of them and as they watched the actors, they were amazing at the feeling and emotion of the piece. It was an amazing production.
Their eyes,
Piercing,
With every move I make.
I’m here to entertain,
To please,
But they constantly search,
For my imperfections.
noise, big group, excitement, happiness, fans, applause, joy,
an audience of none is what i had today, onlookers saw with nothing but a blank stare.
this is what the lonesome reality is in a day to day world.
i grant my audience to you but expect no applause. but a pause.
The audience waited for the show to begin, eyes shiny from expectations and transfixed on the gently glowing stage, feeling the hum of anticipation in the air.
watching me, watching them her she
perform, dictate or fillabuster, they remain
standing in place, cheering, jeering and peering
over the heads before them.
watching the entertainer with high emotions wanting something extraordinary to happen. they will aplaude or boo… depending on whether they like it or not. the audience is your crowd and you need to please them if you want to go far in what you’re showing.
The crowd of people who watch your performance with judgemental eyes. Alone it can be an individual, together they are a beast working in unison. One acts, the others follow. If they boo, you’re terrible. A standing ovation and you’re golden. There’s no error here.
They listen!!!!!!!!!:P!!
a audience is someone is watching you sing then clap for u when u done
and audience is who we strive to please. we are not always ourselves in front of an audience. an audience of loved ones are the toughest critics. audiences provide an escape
During a play the actors love to have an audience. But I personally hate an audience if I am the center of attention. I get so nervous.
something when you go somewhere the people sitting down in the stands………..
some one how wach people performe
I preformed a concert for the school. It was a choir concert. There was a very large audience.
Audience= people that watch you perform maybe in a play or even in a aditon. well what ever this is stuipid i hate oneword
An audience is people that look at you and watch you
there are audiences at a concert or a gathering
Is some one who watches how you preform something, If you were to put on a show then they are the people that watch you. And if your good then they aplaud you at the end.
is listening. in the dark. bored? excited? sitting. many people, probably. cinema, theatre, lecture. popcorn, break, icecream.
The audience clapped happily and joyfully for the man playing the pianoforte. They made echoes of satisfaction and couldnt help but stare in awe. They were jealous. They wished they were the ones up there, as well. But unfortunately, they were just part of the untalented masses.
people pulsing the full sense of connecting with perform and form
up there on the stage
so similar to out there in the audience
because it’s all a story
an experience.
it’s all important.
and in a way, real.
i like both sides.
People are watching me- I twirl and bow, and yet, I am invisible. The people down there, watching, I don not know. All I know is that I care what they think. I want to impress. I want to be different The audience can be cruel, but sometimes what the audience thinks is differeit thinks. I like to live before an audience, but it can be so restricting. Who is watching me? Who cares? The people I want to watch me and be enthralled may not even see me, perhaps he is not even a part of the audience.
People must be looking. There is silence save a cough and a rustle. Blinded by the spotlight in the darkness – I don’t see them, they see me. What will the reception be? Awkward sp
I’ve always wanted to have someone watching. Someone to stare, really look, take me in with their eyes, and enjoy it. I want to be able to hear the whispering, I want to be able to feel them shake, I want to see them shiver. I want my audience. I want him.
To look out into the world and find who you are trying to relate to
is no easy task for the writer. We seek acceptance, but only from
that select few. Only those who we know will understand. I will tell you,
it’s meant for everyone, but I’m lying. It’s meant for only those who we seek to
share commanilty with.
Looking out there from in here I see; audible addiction. Hundreds of eyes looking forward, none looking back.
The laughter filled the halls. And the blood poured down the walls. No one would ever know who had done this. But she had put on one hell of a show. The knife slipped up her sleeve. The dress plunged low and revealing her tempting body. Lace held her in its soft hands, lace that now held an odd frightening hue of red.
To be in audience of someone is a form of respect and might even be admiration for whatever talent or knowledge or stupidity they might have to offer.
I try to ignore them most of the time– The people I’m writing to… writing for… but very often the only person I am writing for is myself. I’m my own audience and am very rarely amused.
my audience is small but loyal. as i type, i know they hang on my every word. They laugh with me, cry with me and share pain and joy. I know they are unique, in that they are mine alone, but i will share with anyone who needs a boost of confidence.
Out here, in there. Watching, basking. A group only looking for the good and stampeding upon the not-so-good.
Standing before this humble gathering, not much of an audience really, she wondered how much longer could she believe in this seemingly impossible dream?
didn’t i just write in for this word? how do you even get to write about other words? where do i even have to sign up? haha, time to read on.
it makes you scared. it brings out the worst and best in you. it can determine your future whether you’ll event make it to your next speech – or not.
didn’t I just do this word yesterday? last night? it’s all blending together. no time for capital letters. no time for details. is this C+ work? audience…my professors? my lover? me? is everyone else an illusion, or am i just very very sleepy? am i really asking my dumb, deaf audience for these answers?
I don’t do this for an audience, I do this to bring glory to God. I don’t want my name to be known through out the earth, I want HIS to be known through out the earth. I don’t people to worship me and what I do, I want people to worship HIM and what HE does!
loud, clapping noises across the concert hall fill the room and one person stands up and shouts encore!! However cliche it may be it happened. And when it happens, it happens perfefctly.
a loud, vivacious audience in a concert hall, clapping and screaming for an encore…fiery, sensations in a crowwd
Half the world is watching while the other half do things, happen to things, laugh and cry. Being the audience is always comfortable but it can be boring. What are you?
The audience, stationed below the stage, watched the play intensely. The tragedy of Romeo and Juliet was playing out in front of them and as they watched the actors, they were amazing at the feeling and emotion of the piece. It was an amazing production.