The show was going flawless
The dance was on the beat
You held me just so perfectly
Our steps would always meet
And as I closed my eyes
When it was my turn to roll
I was going off the rhythm and
And no one was there to hold
I stood up and swayed around
With wide watery eyes
Looking for you in the audience
Thinking where I haven't been wise
There comes another lady
Yes to complete my remaining part
She tries to match my moves
And I hold her hand to start
She helped me end the show so smooth
We firmly take the bow
And how reluctant I would be
I did not let it show
After many painful days
When you finally came
When you explained the reason
And took all the blame
I am standing in the middle
Baffled in the riddle
To choose Between the two
The one who left me in the middle
Or the one who walked me through
Making me helpless,
Leaving me amazed
This is One of the situations where
My life said sorry a little late! !
After many painful days When you finally came When you explained the reason And took all the blame I am standing in the middle Baffled in the riddle.. rhythmic steps. i could feel your rhythmic steps in this poem and the sorrow and feeling of blame. i am late. the feeling of missing. in between. so you have portrayed very well your feelings and emotions. thank you. tony
Life always play its part nd we have to play our part people come and go in life....its on us how to react on and accept every change..A good poem...loved it...thanx for sharing :)
Life never stops to anyone, embrace the truth and keep dancing to the tune of life. One touchy poem Khushbeen. It touches ones heart...10 for this sensitive poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Khushbeen. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.