Wednesday, 14 October 2009

Poem 1: The Adagio Dance

That was our dance,
Our last dance,
The dance to death,
Our last steps on earth,
That graceful sway,
Dreamy and light,
Like floating up to the sky,
We flew so high,
Heaven was a short trip away,
That was our last memory of that day,
Don't be afraid if I used past tense,
That day was our last Adagio Dance,
We danced slowly,
Then slower and slower,
It felt so warm,
When the sweetness of happiness,
We devoured,
Our sacred dance,
Protected us from harm,
The sound of music,
Lived in our heads,
Hanging strong even with one thread,
We moved hypnotically,
Like a living corpse,
That dance,
Trapped us in a trance,
An act not forced,
We did it without remorse,
We moved to an area,
That is unknown,
But It became a sine qua non,
Our steps became sinuous,
We danced to the light,
A peaceful sight,
Where we rested our heads,
On our shoulders,
A heavenly picturesque,
We then basked into the sky,
That is where we find solace,
Up in the sky, golden,
As I was holdin',
Your warm hands,
As we danced to death,
To the Adagio Dance...

Well, this is one of my favourite poems. I did this when I felt that to love somebody, you need to love them to death. The dance is like the responsibility of a couple. To dance, one needs to have discipline and hard work, same like a relationship. It becomes stronger and stronger, eventhough the dancers becomes slower and slower. The did not part because the will to continues is strong, and I feel that is important in a relationship. Teamwork and compromising is a good trait for every people to commit in a relationship. Well, that is it. Same place, new poem and definition. See you soon guys/gals. Salaam, and goodbye...

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Great poem. I could feel the feelings.