She danced through the night,
Under the shadow of the moon's light
Her white dress flowed as she spun
When she moved, every spirit and soul on the earth became one
Her face sparkled with a twinkle in her eye,
It shone as bright as the stars in the sky
Her grey eyes looked calm and serene
Her movements as flawless as anybody had seen
No jewellery adorned her, just a white rose in her hair,
Its sweet smell would chase away any despair
She was truly a beauty with her hair black as coal
But it was unlike her pure white soul
Like a bird in the darkness,
She danced with such a finesse
But when the sun came soaring high,
She would disappear in the blink of an eye
As the people gathered on the streets,
On the run, she would be
No animal or human could find her when she was gone
She would return in the night and vanish the next morn
The light chased her away
The sun left her astray
Unlike the shadows they made her suffer
But she was an elegant dancer
And the midnight belonged to her
-Grisha. S
This poem is about a beautiful girl who absolutely adores nature, and loves dancing at night. But what happens when the light peaks through the sky and reaches her?
