Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Tunes of the world

She was born with a smile
Lucid lustre, captivating charm, an impeccable style-
People saw in her dancing, once she turned four

Her feet tapped in sync with her heartbeat
They had rawness of a sleet and sweetness of a greet
Up on the stage she was now taken, but had 'others' to dance for

She started dancing to the tunes of the world
Lost was her aura, her heartbeat no longer heard
Her dancing was lauded and cheered, yet she was saddened to the core

People thronged in to pay her tribute
For eternal peace she lay, her melancholy burnt to soot
Loss of a dreamful dancer it was to the world, but she relished having herself to dance for

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