115. The Dance.
3rd December 2016
Prompt- 'Write a poem about the last time you danced.' from poetry-prompts.tumblr.com
With only her shadow as witness,
She twirled, to the sweet rhapsody.
Movements lacking grace, but not ardour
Eyes closed in rapture, as the music guided her.
Her steps falter, yet she do not care,
For this was her moment, her dance.
There was no one, who knew this better
This was her place, her only solace.
Stretching, twisting and turning,
She danced away her pain and sadness.
Till they floated away with the wisps of music
Leaving her mind , as light as a feather.
Dedicated to mysterious_aries for his constant support.
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