I climb a tree
and scrape my knee
my dress, yeah it has a tear
think that I'd cry about it?
but i really couldn't care
it's just how I am
I Love to have fun
ain't nothing wrong with playing in the mud
and going for a run,
I dance in the rain
I dance in the public; when people are watching
sure, they may look, point and stare,
but to me, I'm the only one that's there
You may think I"m crazy
not saying I disagree
cause there's nothing wrong
with having a personality
Stars above that shine so bright,
It’s beauty often over looked.
Stars that shine so bright and elegant,
The way they sparkle in the night.
Dances in the sky with it’s beauty,
Close your eyes tight.
Make a wish on a star,
I wish I may I wish I might.
This wish I hope to come true,
The star that shines the brightest.
Please grant my simple wish,
As you dance in the sky above.
The stars above glow so bright,
Grants us little hope in the night.
Beautifully it shines below,
As they dance in the sky above.
The lucid flow of her dance
A marriage of mythology and philosophy
Evolution of the soul, body and psyche
I fell into a spiritual trance
The expression of pure joy and beauty
Her subtle actions bloomed along
As she moves to the melodious song
Portraying love, fear, anger and duty
Her dance an illusion on my soul
A blissful state in the air
A snow white swan in prayer
This devdasi with enticing eyes of kohl
Bharatnatyam is a classical dance from of India. This was traditionally performed by
Devdasis, who were women living in temples.
"Before the pianist sit's on her stool", his or her professionalism is admire by the capture
of the audience appreciation as she tickle's the ivory and shows the "Golden Rule".
The golden rule dictate's a Message of being overwhelm by that certian sound that makes
us dance and make's us enjoy the quanity of feeling's, if the music is about romance. But
when the music brings a tapping of the feet's or a praising dance unto happiness or a slow
dance into someone arm of softness, "there's a message in the music", and its the sound
of loftiness. Now she play's her piano so expressily the facial expression is a message of
within itself. The message being, that the seriousness of detail that makes one understand
the reason to clap my hand. "Do you understand".
Do you and the countless number of people, all with different varitie's of musicical taste,
ever feel a oracle of joy and austustic appreciation to your own detail to clearily get the
message. Life and sin - has a message all of its own. One can bring death into a pit of misery
while the other (Life) reveals a message of Music of omnipency unto a history of musical in-
finity;
Mysterious blue dancer
Not dancing for fame
But just to claim a name
Dancing through the dark shadows
That lie upon the earth
Prepared for the dance ahead
Not knowing which way they may fall
Gliding across the ground
Like leaves blowing in the wind
The way they spin is like a small tornado
Mixed with the north and south winds
As the dance comes to an end
So does the world its self
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inspired by the picture poem contest
http://www.fineartprintsondemand.com/artists/degas/blue_dancers-400.jpg
Them dancers, singers there on MTV,
why do they grab their crotches frequently?
I've tried, but I still can't figure it out
just what on earth that dance move's all about.
That crotch-clutching flick of a mannequin
must be a part of hip-hop hand routine
with nothing there that's meant to be obscene,
but which these prudish eyes just now have seen.
But then if it's because of poor hygiene,
it's time to see the doc, to check what's in between;
if they won't wash and scrub themselves real clean,
like chimps with lice, they'll scratch, they'll make a scene.
But sure, they know too well what should be done:
if they don't scrape the itch, it will be gone;
well, Michael Jackson, dance king of all climes,
at fifty, clutches still his crotch fifty times!