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As her hands stretched, her heart eased.
As her feet rose up, her mind drifted away as it pleased.
As she hopped and gracefully ran across the room,
Then constrained, now free; she saw herself bloom!
As she turned and as it transformed into a piqué ,
She felt all her dreams coming closer, she saw her way.
As she leaped with her legs and arms open wide
She finally broke free and stepped to the other side!
As her elegant body struck the final pose,
Her head was up in pride, as millions rose.
Dance was not just a profession, but passion that she chose.
As her feet rose up, her mind drifted away as it pleased.
As she hopped and gracefully ran across the room,
Then constrained, now free; she saw herself bloom!
As she turned and as it transformed into a piqué ,
She felt all her dreams coming closer, she saw her way.
As she leaped with her legs and arms open wide
She finally broke free and stepped to the other side!
As her elegant body struck the final pose,
Her head was up in pride, as millions rose.
Dance was not just a profession, but passion that she chose.
So it's another poem to my series of "Art" . My previous poem , on Music:
The EPIC preview image is by the amazing artist *shimoda7 watch him if you have not yet! he gave me the permission to use his art.
No Strings Attachedand my first poem which gave birth to series, was on Art as in colors and visual art:
No Strings attached
Sound of the heart beat.
Gentle tapping of the feet.
Fingers clicking, hands clapping;
“slop”, ‘drip’, ‘drop’ of the maid mopping.
Honks and horns of cars and vehicles,
kisses and licks on ice-creams and popsicles.
There’s no need for strings
for a heart that sings.
Everything has a beat, tune and rhythm
life is a movie on mute, without them!
Face on the Wall
Love, anger, blood, or a rose bed
A path of stardom upon which chosens tread.
Danger of a poisonous apple to be fed
to an uncrowned beauty whose lips tell a tale unsaid.
The wall inside his head,
With imagination it is all set to be painted.
Imagination lit by the color-Red.
The depths of the ocean that can never be seen through
An open mind like the limitless sky, flying in freedom found new.
Of the beauty that lies in her eyes, she had no clue.
The wall inside his head ready to be born anew,
to unravel the mysteries that it held-the color blue.
Darkness, negativity, engulfed the sad sack.
So lonely, no one to catch her when she falls ba
The EPIC preview image is by the amazing artist *shimoda7 watch him if you have not yet! he gave me the permission to use his art.
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Beautiful, i really like it