Tuesday, January 26, 2016


She danced like someone cast a spell,
Her legs won't stop until the twirl,
An exquisite order throughout the flow,
Her mind alone knew how to glow.

She wanted to show the magic secret,
Which she hid in her cabaret,
The fame, name and the glory,
Covey the side of her story.

Spinning gives her eternal joy,
Like a bride smiling in coy,
Benevolent and Beautiful is the description,
Dance, for her is the only prescription.

Celebrate life in dancing poses,
You will be only left with positive traces.


  1. Dance is a prescription for me, too.


  2. Dancing is indeed relieving and also a stress buster. But writing is my only prescription. Thanks for sharing! :)