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dennis gunsteen Aug 2010
merry christmas
feel my heart with joy.
as dance an dance
in the snow .
in this winter wonder land
feel luaghter feel the joy
it's christmas  in wonderland
of my heart.
you are the magic
of this christmas .
i'am danceing in snow
on cold  winter nite.
is this love that feel
in heart an my soul
merry christmas dear lovely
angel of nite .
in winter wonder land
of the nite.
let make angel in snow
on cold winter nite .
i'am danceing in snow
because i love you. merry
christmas  my love.
K Balachandran Feb 2019
The night's deep darkness  wore a cloak of evil,
The time, just ripe for the poison to spread even,
The ghosts went on preening wings with pleasure,
All those bit the dust,  hit by bullets anr on the streets,
Dancing to the crazy movements  of their phantom limbs!
An out the world music filled the air, evoking trance

"The water level rises far above the danger mark"
The evening news rings alarm bells, but already
We are in deep waters and at a point of no return!
"The hurricane hit the coast very badly, beware
All the escape routes are blocked by vehecles"
"Yes, yes, things are all in pretty bad shape, let's admit it"

But the girl is still practising her lines, leasurely
For the blast she has hardly an hour away, if it happens!
The dogs bark aloud alarmingly in the back streets,
Someone, it seems has broken in to the house
Through the weak door,  from behind.
"What do you suggest us to do?"
In panic someone in the phone yells.

There is stunned silence for a long while when
We could hear the darkness heavily breath and pant.
Then evil laughs like hell from that fierce night.
The stars once bright blink and go blind one by one!
The cadaverous moon bleeds blue blood, copiously.

I can't wait anymore to see you sweet heart,
As the night gets more and more turgid,
Could you make it..?.
Feeling the cadence
Feeling amusement
Feet begin dancing
The beat sets a trance
Swelter and prance
Stay with inspirance
Happy swell dance
No stumble
Always inspires
Always wired
RavenLily Jul 2013
My love, how do I express my love
do I say Im in love
do I say my butterflies dance when I feel you close
do I cry because we are far apart
do I say how little I breath without your name slipping thou my mind like smoke danceing on the wind.
Im lost Im scared Im forever changing my mind about how I want my life to go
do I let go and dance with the goddess , run with the wolf that scared my heart forget my pain and kiss my past good bye do I fly above the tree carefree and happy..
what if I crash
what if I fall
what if my wolf bites me again can my body take it once more
I cry cause Im scared to be
reckless and fear the unknown
Im safe in my little blahh world where Im loved as a queen
thou that queen is hurting she and cries daily for her king.
she fears him.
so my question to all whoever graces my words with their eyes
do I stay safe in my world or run again with my wolf where his bite is deadly and his words could **** me but his touch is sweet and he could make me if he trusts in himself to raise his queen to the mountain she belongs on ..
to give her understanding to give her compassion knowing she fears
give her praise for her soft heart and kind words that twist sometimes in the wind.
do I say run with me my wolf
or do I die waiting for those butterfleis to reapear in another..
I want to laugh right now...belly laugh until my muscles ache...I want to jump through puddles...the ripples danceing around my ankles...I want to  run down hillsides...the air tugging at  my skirt like a restless lover...I want to feel the kiss of an ocean breeze on my face...the salty air dancing across my lips...I want to feel the warmth of skin against mine...wrapping me within a blanket of epidermal bliss...I want to go within myself and stay a while...exploring my humanity  and coming face to face with my own existence...I want to kick and scream and cry with reckless abandonedment until my cavernous soul falls limp from exhaustion...I want to touch my face...eyes closed... and view myself without the boundaries of expectation...of redundance...of normalcy...I want to see myself in a different way...a different light...a different scope...
© Nancy McGinnis - Roberts 2013
Hannah crabtree Apr 2010
The beautiful black sky filled with yellow shining stars
The nice cold air makes me feel like the night is hugging me
The wild life animals runing free, excited to play
The big white moon watching me in the dark sky

The colourful fish danceing though the blue water in the night river
Brown large trees with swords for branches
The lovely bright yellow light coming up from the earth
Night is over day begins.
This is about night time dont copy it plzz thank you hope you enjoy it as this is one of my first poems on this site :) **
Zoe Oct 2018
They dance around my body in black and blue
They sing to my skin when I sit, fall
They paint pictures over my pale canvas

I don't know how to stop them
From dancing
From stomping

But there is one thing I do know

I can get away
Away from the person that paints
The woman that sings
And the man that dances though the night

I've done it before
How hard could it be
Jay Jul 2013
Balanced  on beams Of light that hang over A pit filled with shadows danceing like the sun he fears the drop but Longs for it to come
Willdaberry Blue Apr 2014
I have seen my thoughts come to life, the danceing flames of my dreams.
And i am now ready to travel on, it's hard to say the next time we shall meet .
Maybe in this life, or  maybe in the storm of a billion drops of rain.
Just know i was not driven to this,  or forced by my recent discovery.
I am for the journey, and the winds bring my time.
I travel onward now, my sweet sweet candle light.
Still, do not think of me as old and past my days.
But rather, think of me as free, like a gust of wind or a simple breath.
I remain long after death.
Giselle Jimenez May 2016
I see you
standing there
expecting me
to do something
to impress you

like danceing
on the edge
of the balcony
or in some way
try to seem like I want you

but I could
care less
of what you think of me

of a preety girl
hiding in plane sight
that you would rather
somehow save
and take to bed

but I'm not her
I would rather
fall off the balcony
than be with you
Eve Jun 2019
Spin spin Spin

Spin little doll

Lacquered wood

Years take their toll

But you always could


Dance Dance Dance

Dance little doll

Crimson paint

Sparks in dark coal

Arms in gentle faint


Sing Sing sin-

Little doll

Night dark lips

Crushed scarlet cheeks

Shoulder full o’ chips

Gears twist twist creeeaaak


Play play PLAY

Little doll girl

MaSteR of THe gAMe

Singing Sweetly Darkly

HoLDER of-of-of-of-of thE  CHAINs

Spinning spinning spinning

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Singing Darkly

Danceing Dar-

Dark Swans

SpinningSPinningSPIN

Roundandroundandroundandround



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Harry clute Jul 2017
Helplessness a harmful feeling that surrounds us all fragile beings  of mortal blood we linger in foolish games pretending that we are all powerful and in control a liars performance danced among others who pretend in this sickness of illision for we are all children danceing inside are own individual fears feeling all along a powerful sense of helplessness

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