Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2018
Their mind is free
The music flows
Their heart is happy.

And then they fall
A little hurt
But they dance again.

Cautiously now
Move step by step
Their mind works harder

Never to want
To fall again
Their mind is blurring.

Full of worry
Too much to think
To enjoy the dance.

Where is the joy
They love so much?
They have stopped dancing.
Eleanor
Written by
Eleanor  16/F/UK
(16/F/UK)   
342
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems