My Dance In Trance United Us Poem by Dev Anand

He always played the veena
In the darkest nights.

I got up, dressed up,
came stealthly into the room
where he sat and played the veena
in a mystical trance closing the eyes.

I began to dance to his tunes.
I began to dance to his rhythms.

At the end he threw the veena away
And came running to me to hug me.
Those were the sweetest moments of love.

His trance in playing the veena
and my dance in trance united us
physically, mentally and soulfully.


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