Monday, September 6, 2010

Dance ..


A pirouette,
swirling and swishing,
cutting the wind,
anchored in the center,

twisting and twirling along

the rhythm of life;
taming the challenges of time,
winning every battle,

confronting and balancing through doubts and dilemmas,
weaving harmony with melody,
an epitome of power,
an affirmation of strength,
the spirit of joy and optimism;

a pirouette,
an essence of feminism!

2 comments:

bhaskar said...

The mark of a good poem is when the words come across as playful , assertive yet subtle . This one is precisely that..like the dancers feather light movements !! Liked the style.Also as a reader, the reading was efortless , the flow was spontenous . Kudos madame !!

Celestial Dreamz said...

Bhask, thanx for all your encouragement :)