Apr 2019
Ballet Dancer
Broken expensive ballet shoes which have been abused by her heavyweight strides. Swollen bones in her toes isn’t what she thought of. She’s always wanted to be a ballerina.
Bruised knees she feels the pain every time she walks and feels it more when dancing.
******* hair into a perfect small bun sits on top of her head with modern pins. Princess looking tutu balances nicely around her waist.
Ghost white face, dark eyes appearance is key swan beauty while gliding on the stage lake.
She’s on a high.
Fluttering like birds ready to take flight. Fluttering arms like wings greeting the crowds.
Enchanting music scares the lights to become brighter. Glittered outfits see-through tights what fits nicely. Ready to set the stage.
The romance between female and male dancers has to be strong and they have to synchronise with eachother. The male dancers take control over the female's body as she moves delicately around him.
En-pointe while stretching her fragile legs, wobbly limbs and weak touches while massaging her sore feet. Signs of giving up can never come to mind. This is her passion.
She’s sacrificing everything.
Painful satin ribbons tightening her blood circulation there’s no escaping a ballerina’s life.
Naked toes touch the floor before sliding them into her new shoes.
While dancing she feels free alone in her mind nothing can go wrong.
She's light like a feather, petite bodied shape she's perfect.
Rosie looking cheeks she's nervous. She's mirrored every arched pirouette so it has to be the best.
From a hard pirouette into a plié, she knows that's the most important part of the performance.
She can't fail.
Can she?
Her strong poses, while he lifts her leg in a perfectly straight line, pointed toes has to show off her feet. The attitude between her and her partner is occupying the crowd.
Every ballet dancer cries out to be the best that's why they compete with each other. Achieving success is what every dancer feed off.
She's risking her health for this moment, she's damaging every inch of the body in ways she couldn't of imagined.
Every morning she tells herself she was born for this.
Tired eyes, early mornings with late night yawns.
Difficult choreograph's to learn.
But she's flying towards her dreams.
She's an artist at heart
A performer by night
It's worth being a ballet dancer.
Broken expensive ballet shoes which have been abused by her heavyweight strides. Swollen bones in her toes isn’t what she thought of. She’s always wanted to be a ballerina.
Bruised knees she feels the pain every time she walks and feels it more when dancing.
******* hair into a perfect small bun sits on top of her head with modern pins. Princess looking tutu balances nicely around her waist.
Ghost white face, dark eyes appearance is key swan beauty while gliding on the stage lake.
She’s on a high.
Fluttering like birds ready to take flight. Fluttering arms like wings greeting the crowds.
Enchanting music scares the lights to become brighter. Glittered outfits see-through tights what fits nicely. Ready to set the stage.
The romance between female and male dancers has to be strong and they have to synchronise with eachother. The male dancers take control over the female's body as she moves delicately around him.
En-pointe while stretching her fragile legs, wobbly limbs and weak touches while massaging her sore feet. Signs of giving up can never come to mind. This is her passion.
She’s sacrificing everything.
Painful satin ribbons tightening her blood circulation there’s no escaping a ballerina’s life.
Naked toes touch the floor before sliding them into her new shoes.
While dancing she feels free alone in her mind nothing can go wrong.
She's light like a feather, petite bodied shape she's perfect.
Rosie looking cheeks she's nervous. She's mirrored every arched pirouette so it has to be the best.
From a hard pirouette into a plié, she knows that's the most important part of the performance.
She can't fail.
Can she?
Her strong poses, while he lifts her leg in a perfectly straight line, pointed toes has to show off her feet. The attitude between her and her partner is occupying the crowd.
Every ballet dancer cries out to be the best that's why they compete with each other. Achieving success is what every dancer feed off.
She's risking her health for this moment, she's damaging every inch of the body in ways she couldn't of imagined.
Every morning she tells herself she was born for this.
Tired eyes, early mornings with late night yawns.
Difficult choreograph's to learn.
But she's flying towards her dreams.
She's an artist at heart
A performer by night
It's worth being a ballet dancer.
