Dancer Poems - Poems about Dancer

...A poem unlived is a poem merely written -- sustenance our words let the body digest with heartfelt regurgitation – a poem unlived is a poem merely written as well as tasty center, a hea......Read More

...In Ongata Rongai's club, a memory song weaves, A tale of Newton Karish and daring thieves, Late '90s, New Year's Eve, a lively show, A sold-out crowd, in high spirits, they'd go. Karish, unlike......Read More

...Fear of future, regrets of past Both have roots in our lower mind Dwelling in the eternal now Sparks bliss that may not be defined Vaporised presence gentles touch Entwined with the vast univ......Read More

... May we be blessed to acknowledge all the wonders in our life that have, for us, thus far accrued… and to begin each day with a word of thanks… and thoughts of gratitude. Today I’m thankful fo......Read More

...Spontaneity leaves behind the ego, effectively being a state of no mind, wherein with no urge to either come or go, cravings related to form are left behind. Awareness self-aware, in staid stilln......Read More

... They asked the old poet why he loved to rhyme, the old artist why painting she chose… They asked the old dancer why he loved to dance, the old musician why she loved to compose. They were surpr......Read More

...There once was a dancer from Havana who while dancing came on a banana. But without it’s skin it sent her into a spin and ended the career of Evana.......Read More

...The Moon became quietly jealous One night when I surveyed Venus. The usual glory reserved for her Went to the dancer with Perseus. At first, she passed for a star Sparkling high abov......Read More

... I am an ephemeral purple flower, a rare variety, named as most beautiful! Did that arouse adoration to a mother’s heart? She chose the name for her baby in the womb, She thought, my name suits......Read More

...Talented but lone like the last flower in the row Loves music very much But cannot hear the rhythm Defected from an ankle but wants to dance Love music very much Likes to move on the unheari......Read More

... How fortunate do I feel, when I think of my mother, deriving my name from the classic story by Kalidasa, the greatest Bard in Sanskrit - The story about the Princess of Malawa, who happened to......Read More

...Wonder Man came out from the back of the pond We wondered what kind of garden party he might be fond Wanted to give him a whistle, a smile and a kick. He heard us planning his party and laid thing......Read More

...To live is to forgive, To the girl who wears makeup over her vacuum cleaner, To the shy writer who won the Nobel Prize, To the growing silence of Icelandic whales and sperm whales, To live is t......Read More

... I’m going to be a fireman I’m going to be a cop I’m going to be a soldier I’m going to own a candy shop I’m going to be the president I’m going to be the first one on Mars I’m going to be a......Read More

...Excerpt from “fake” encomium given years ago... at Lake Wobegone High School (my alma mater), and recently discovered ridiculous rough draft amidst plethora of junk emails while practice read......Read More