Friday, January 15, 2010

bliss of dance - a blank verse

The body longs to stretch
Craves to hear the counts
And the sweat soaked clothes
Reflects the toil been through
The time u get exhausted
N fall flat on the back
Feeling the pulsing nerves
And the throbbing heart
there is sweat all around
The body emanates heat
A Swish of fan’s air
Through tiny-winy openings
Sends chill down beneath
In that one moment u grow
U grow u grow n u grow
A tear trickles down the cheek
As you know you have something achieved

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