Shall we dance

Shall we dance ballad

Photo by monkeywing

Hindsight of the past 3 years,
Reveal the growth of a new face.
The first instance of accidental “touch”-
Perhaps Fate knocking on our doors.
There onwards,
The pages of my journal
Were crusted with memoirs
That stirred the soul.
Steps taken slowly,
Seemed to be a big jigsaw puzzle,
That seemed automated
By the Hand of Time-
To miraculously
Fall in place.
Wisdom dawned,
In moments,
Unbraced for-
Yet awaited with bated breath
The beauty was an innocence
Coursing through
The shy glances.
The name had always hovered
Around – like a cushion.
Against all darkness.
A source of strength,
Lay beckoning in the eyes
Of my sorcerer.
The first finger-lacing
And hands entwined-
Felt like a call from Heaven
Almost-
Like a known soul-meet.
Past life retrogression,
Seems to be of such importance now!
I need to know you through all lifetimes-
That we spin, circling around.
Of love and lust,
Is our fairy-tale,
Everyday, a new experience-
To learn and grow-
A second chance given to life?
Maybe we both had found each other-
At the time, meant right for us.
How can I put in words,
The wave of emotions,
That catch me in unguarded moments,
When I think of you?
Nothing can be apt,
To frame my feelings
For the completion you bestow-
My shining light,
Of so many lives.
Shall we dance now, love,
Throughout our lifetime?

Rate the poem
1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (1 votes, average: 3.00 out of 5)
We are posting your rating...

Have something to say about the poem?

Poems you will love

Give your feedback / review for the poem

2 Comments on "Shall we dance"

Notify of
avatar
Sort by:   newest | oldest
minakshi.balasubramaniam
Member

I thought this had so much to say between those lines. Poetry does that.
Hardly ‘snooty,rebellious,unforgiving,inconsiderate,careless,clumsy,thoughtless….’

wpDiscuz

Wounded Dance

Wounded Dance short poem

A rock becomes a philosopher. Refuses to move looking at the stars. Rogue shirts were walking on the clouds of unknowing. I wanted to remove all the clocks. Who was stealing the water? Secret of life? Impiety had undone the

Our Dance

Our Dance short poem

Ever close close together ever fast in our embrace. We have lived lived a lifetime always danced at life’s fast pace. Danced to tunes tunes remembered that for us will never fade. Knowing now our time is ending yet, come

Life’s Dance Tunes

Lifes Dance Tunes ode

Life, Who can’t dance to your tunes? Today you make us smile, Tomorrow the pain is unbearable, The day after that, We are filthy rich, A month later, We cannot afford three meals a day… What game are you playing

What Shall I Be?

What Shall I Be? short poem

Shall I be a chameleon? In a way that Makes observers sick, Shall I uncunningly Side the slick? Shall I optimize my chance Echoing both The good or wrong stance Of who by unfair means Seized the rein of power

Tick Tock, Ye Temporary (this Too Shall Pass)

Tick Tock, Ye Temporary (this Too Shall Pass) short poem

Where were you When your future became the present? Where are you now? How do you feel? Where will you go When your present ticks into the future? Where will you go When your present tocks into your past? And