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Let Us Dance!

The memory dances to the tune of the wind,
The energy elevates with hormonal scent,
Solo dancers start to dance in their dreams,
Climes change the temperature as the streams,
The souls have to follow the preset movements,
To the melody of musical notes enshrined,
Solo, Couple, Line, Square and circular dancers,
Express the desire in the strict rhythmic steps,
Dancing is fun and glamour to the tired mind,
As the cosmic dance is the pastime to the earth,
When it revolves on its axis, goes around the sun,
When the tiny moon revolves around it with no fun,
Stars, galaxies and even black holes on their toes,
Diligently follow the path of their own, away from foes,
When the trees synchronize to the force of the air,
When the dust swirl to the pressure of atmosphere,
When the drizzle follow the direction of the wind,
And the unborn dances in the fluid of the womb.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Dance Cheat

You are my dance-time lover
the one who dances dances dances;
while I sit at the table
with my husband.

I am bathed in music
and incipient Infidelity
because it is you I crave.

In my mind I get to move with you
your face always in change:
but in your dance
I reach for the evening sky;
expand,

moving with the energies,
losing myself to rhythms there.

Is it cheating?

It is.

Dancing's the blame
and a heart structure
which has no power against
dancers who seduce
wives
with music
and bodies which ungulate.

I am warm.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Catatonica

As our duet of love, a performance shown, is put upon display for vulgar eyes on the floor; the lights change with painted overlooks splashing their palette of watercolours over our moving bodies.

To the beat we dance, our tune a virgin, for the tune's beat that we dance to is no longer a mere dance away, our dance must fly with this tune in time with the tune's beat and in beat with our dance that we synced to this tune.

We tune our bodies in, tune them perfectly together with not just the beat and our dance, but with each other's minds and each other's hearts.

Within our thin, weak, skinny minds our thoughts think their own thoughts, deeper within our thought's tune and beat it dances inside a caved-in thought of the thinking tune's rhythmic beat timing itself to our dance.

Matching in the sky, our steps amaze, no tune can support us on its waves of notes and colons and no beat can out-beat us in it's own tragedy of percussion.

Our dance is a shaman of ritual love, packaged under the moon's eye for all to see and admire in its own tunefully-beating-dancing light.

We are going to dance forever, dance until there's no dance left in us, dance until our blood mixes with each others and our soul's diseases decay with one another's and we become the dance.

The tune we create in our minds is that of purity, no one will hear this tune except for us. Me and You.

The beats will never fade, no stamp stopped too sincerely, no stomp slacking too slowly.

We're going to dance, we're going to dance, we're going to dance. We're going to dance to our own beat, to our own tune, and to our own love.

poem by April Abigail
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Everybody Dance (The Dance Of The Dead)

As the sun sinks upon the horizon,
As the dark night creeps in,
The dead dance.
On the streets they roam,
Silent,
Alone.
Everybody dances,
The saints and the sinners,
Everybody dances,
To the sound of the rhythm,
Everybody dances,
The dance of the dead.

The dance of the dead goes on,
And on,
Never stops,
Never slows,
Time does not matter to the dead.
Everybody dances,
The poor and the rich,
Everybody dances,
To the cries to the babies,
Everybody dances,
The dance of the dead.

As your time goes up,
The dead dance into your room,
Filled with silent movements,
They twirl with grace,
And style
And ease.
They reach out their hands,
And you take it,
And join the dance of the dead.
Everybody dance,
The young and the old,
Everybody dance,
The music is playing,
Everybody dance,
To the dance of the dead.

C’mon,
Everybody dance,
Soldiers and lovers,
Oh,
Everybody dance,
To sound they cry,
So,
Everybody dance,
To the dance of the dead,
The dance of the dead.
Oh,
Everybody dances,
Because the dance never stops.

6/05/06

poem by Charlie F. Kane
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The Breath of ages...

The wind is constant yet ever changing,
Although power and direction may alter.
It shadows us throughout our journey,
The breath of ages is our cosmic guide...

All the souls we touch are part of the wind,
Some merge and flow in a harmonic dance.
Some clash, resist and refuse to enroll,
The breath of ages is our teacher...

The beauty of nature is born of the wind,
The mighty oak stretches limbs toward the sun.
Rustling leaves dance playfully upon the breeze,
The breath of ages is our artist...

The harmony of life floats upon the wind,
Those who listen shall hear the melody of existance.
The wind although unseen shall not be denied,
The breath of ages is our only truth...

Spread the love... The peace will follow...

We are but one star shining amongst untold millions...
Yet we are all blessed with the potential to streak across the heavens and dance upon starlight...
How bright your star shines is entirely up to you...

poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Follow the Wind

Follow the air.
Follow the wind.
Release what you have sinned.

The wind is your savior.
Tell him what happened with
your every behavior.

Follow the air.
Follow the wind.
It will get you out of your every
sin.

Follow the angel.
Follow your God.
It is not very odd.

Follow his words.
Follow his advice.
Eventually, you will be very nice.

poem by Casey Jarrell
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The Indian Dances

The Indian culture is most diverse,
So are the Indian dances to traverse;
There are many Indian Classical dances,
And so are the many regional Folk dances.

A physical and visual form is dance,
It appropriates the spectator to a trance;
The colourful attire enchants the audience,
And the different ornaments amuse their sense.

The Natya Sastra by Sage Bharata was propounded,
And the Indian Classical dance on a grammar founded;
Indian culture with four Vedas itself prides,
And with Natya Sastra known as the fifth Veda, it strides.

Dances were originally performed in a temple,
Mainly to entertain Gods and Godesses and people;
Accompanying were the drums, flute and other instruments,
To synchronize with the music and the dancers ‘ movements.

The Classical dances are spiritual in content,
The Folk dances are of joy and celebration intent;
Elements of Indian dances are Mudra and Abhinaya—
The dancer's interpretation of words set to music and laya.

Many dance forms depict the moods -Navarasas,
Which are the various emotions or nine rasas;
They are Hasya, Krodha, Bhibasta, Bhaya, Santha,
And Veeram, Karuna, Adbhuta and Shoka:

Which are Happiness, Anger, Disgust, Fear, Serenity,
And Courage, Compassion, Wonder, and Sorrow respectively.
Many are the reputed Indian dance styles,
So are the many dance forms of details.

The Indian dance forms, that are popular—
Bharathanatyam of Tamil Nadu: Manipuri of Manipur:
Garba of Gujarat: Kuchupudi of Andhra Pradesh:
Bhangra of Punjab: Kathak of Uttar Pradesh:

Gaudiya Nritya of West Bengal: Lavani of Maharashtra:
Kathakali and Mohini Attam of Kerala: Oddissi of Oddisha:
Indian dances play their parts in many realms of arts—
In Poetry, Architecture, Literature and Sculpture of sorts.

Dancers with their beautiful art give us a profound feeling,
Making them appealing and our hearts stealing!

poem by Chandra Thiagarajan
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Musical Instruments To Produce Love

Cymbal for Zambia
Zambia for Cymbal
Zambia cymbal music
Harps to produce musical sounds
Tambourines to produce musical dances

Dances for Serbia Ladies
Samba shake body make bottom dazzle our eyes for laughter

I did not have shoes, i complained crying profusely until i saw a man without legs, i have legs and i can dance
Love sparkles beauty
Beauty sparkles dance
Dance for all is fun
Cymbal for Zambia
Zambia for cymbal
Zambia cymbal music
Harps to produce musical sounds

Tambourines to produce musical dances, we are dancing
Babies Bobos want to dance, dance away your sorrows until day - break
We are dancing

Musical instruments produce melodious sound for love flow, caresses and kisses
Dance away your sorrows
We are dancing

poem by Olayemi Ayo
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At Way of Village

At way of village
In harmony with tom-tom
The dancer dances

Putting on nose ring
Wearing anklet on leg
Lolita dances

Dance with word time
Wind parody of season
Band of joy maker

Dance with flute
Bend waist looks as snake
Dance in pleasure

Flash of lightning
Causes swinging the earth
Come make dances

poem by Bongokobida Zakaria
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The Dance Of Life

the steps are easy to follow
if we only follow
repetitive in fact and
numbered and it is the same
music all over again
handed to us

but something happens
interpolations and
matters are interchanged
substituted and prostituted
the steps become harder to follow
in fact unpredictable and surprising

this dance becomes so interesting
somehow i get out from the waiting line
jump into the circle and dance
the strange music that is played
eclectic, exotic, magical

bathing in my own perspiration i signal to you
saying that i am beginning to like it
this is the dance of uncertainty where tomorrow
may not come

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When I dance

I dance for me,
Silent vibrations from within
Rhythm of the unseen,

I dance for me.
My steps follow their direction,
My heart-beat echoes their sound.

Some say I dance weird: they call me possessed.

If I dance raw, if I dance pure,
If I dance whirlwind, if I dance the spirits within,
No matter what them say,
I know I dance me.
I dance for me.

poem by Akachukwu Chukwuemeka
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Follow The Wind

Im so weary from holding this load
But its only , love for you, that I walk this lonely road
I must follow the wind , follow the wind
And the wind will take me hold before the cold
Evry stay I have counted
Each flower I have seen
But the place where Im going , theres no grass as green
I must follow the wind , follow the wind
And the wind will take me home where I can dream
In the hour I am lonely, youre love will be mine
I will stay in your arms dear, until comes the time
I must be on my way for my home is anywhere
I have no time to stay , I have no time to care
I must follow the wind , follow the wind
As the wind gently blows in my hair
(break)
I must follow the wind , follow the wind
As the wind gently blows in my hair
I must follow the wind , follow the wind
As the wind gently blows in my hair

song performed by by Bee Gees
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Dance of Dances

Dance in the moon light with all the stars in sight
Dance with all of this power and might
Dance with danger every night
Dance up and down twirling around
Dance with sweat dripping down the neck
Then dance with fire every dark hour
Dance with thrust if you must
But dance on the hour every hour
That’s when to explain in steps the dance of dances

poem by Nick Trager
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The Dance

See the picture in the hall
Framed in magic on the wall
Aint it funny how it glows
Whats on the inside
No one knows
What makes this picture
So inviting
To those who stand outside it
Maybe its the dancers
Or maybe its the dance
The dancer dances
Thousands fill the gallery
They pay their price to see a dream
They can make believe for free
Two hours worth of fantasy
Maybe they pretend
The pictures them
Or maybe they just love
To sit and blend
Tonight the picture has no frame
Colours unleash and float away
To each and everyone of you
Tonight the spirit brings the news
You become a part of it all
Thousands turn to one in the hall
You become the dancer
And we become the dance
The dancer dances
The dancer dances
The dancer dances
And we become the dancer
And you become the dance

song performed by by Uriah Heep
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The Lonely Dancer

I had no heart to join the dance,
I danced it all so long ago-
Ah! light-winged music out of France,
Let other feet glide to and fro,
Weaving new patterns of romance
For bosoms of new-fallen snow.

But leave me thus where I may hear
The leafy rustle of the waltz,
The shell-like murmur in my ear,
The silken whisper fairy-false
Of unseen rainbows circling near,
And the glad shuddering of the walls.

Another dance the dancers spin,
A shadow-dance of mystic pain,
And other partners enter in
And dance within my lonely brain-
The swaying woodland shod in green,
The ghostly dancers of the rain;

The lonely dancers of the sea,
Foam-footed on the sandy bar,
The wizard dance of wind and tree,
The eddying dance of stream and star;
Yea, all these dancers tread for me
A measure mournful and bizarre:

An echo-dance where ear is eye,
And sound evokes the shapes of things,
Where out of silence and a sigh
The sad world like a picture springs,
As, when some secret bird sweeps by,
We see it in the sound of wings.

Those human feet upon the floor,
That eager pulse of rhythmic breath,-
How sadly to an unknown shore
Each silver footfall hurryeth;
A dance of autumn leaves, no more,
On the fantastic wind of death.

Fire clasped to elemental fire,
'Tis thus the solar atom whirls;
The butterfly in aery gyre,
On autumn mornings, swarms and swirls,
In dance of delicate desire,
No other than these boys and girls.

The same strange music everywhere,
The woven paces just the same,
Dancing from out the viewless air
Into the void from whence they came;
Ah! but they make a gallant flare
Against the dark, each little flame!

And what if all the meaning lies
Just in the music, not in those
Who dance thus with transfigured eyes,
Holding in vain each other close;
Only the music never dies,
The dance goes on,-the dancer goes.

A woman dancing, or a world
Poised on one crystal foot afar,
In shining gulfs of silence whirled,
Like notes of the strange music are;
Small shape against another curled,
Or dancing dust that makes a star.

To him who plays the violin
All one it is who joins the reel,
Drops from the dance, or enters in;
So that the never-ending wheel
Cease not its mystic course to spin,
For weal or woe, for woe or weal.

poem by Richard Le Gallienne
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So I Dance

Well I met you while we were sharing stares
from motorcars
And from there it was like a dream just coming true
The you asked if I like to dance and I said
"Not at all"
So you turned away to start the search for
someone new
Then an acetate Casanova sweeps you off your feet
Cause he dances like Michael J. meets Fred Astaire
And I desperately ask for one more chance
to be with you
And you smile at me while thinking "Yeah it's only fair"
So I dance
Dance with you
From now until you say you love me
Take a chance
Take a chance
That you'll only be thinking of me
So I dance
Well you live your whole life believing silly
fairytales
Like the King of Heart's coming down to marry you
But reality's coming fast and you feel all alone
So I hope you'll let me be the one to get you thru
So I dance
Dance with you
From now until you say you love me
Take a chance
Take a chance
That you'll only be thinking of me
So I dance
Dance with you
From now until you say you love me
Take a chance
Take a chance
That you'll only be thinking of me
So I Dance
Solo
So I dance - Dance - Dance
Well you're going out ballroom dancing
almost every night
While he's blinding you with his moves
and not a word
Then you say that if I could tango
you would have it all
So I "twist" with you and pray
I don't look too absurd
So I dance - Dance
Dance with you
From now until you say you love me
Take a chance
Take a chance
That you'll only be thinking of me
So I dance
Dance with you
From now until you say you love me
Take a chance
Take a chance
That you'll only be thinking of me
So I dance oooh
So I dance
So I dance oooh
So I dance

song performed by by Zebra
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Dancin' In The Wind

Won't deny everything can't last
But it's closing in so fast
Thought that I'd figured it out at last
But you can't change the past
And it's closing in so fast
Feels just like we're dancing in the wind
Feeling just alright
When we're dancing in the wind
We can dance all night
Just don't walk away
When I've got you in my arms tonight
And I've got something to say
There are still rules to break
And this music is a place to hide
Isn't it just a game we play
Feels just like we're dancing in the wind
Feeling just alright
When we're dancing in the wind
We can dance all night
We can dance all night
We can dance all night
When we're dancing in the wind
We can dance all night
Feels just like we're dancing in the wind
Feeling just alright
When we're dancing in the wind
We can dance all night
We can dance all night
We can dance all night
When we're dancing in the wind
We can dance all night
We can dance all night
We can dance all night
When we're dancing in the wind
We can dance all night

song performed by by Hanson
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Dancing In The Wind

song performed by by Hanson
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Dance, Dance Everywhere!

Dance, Dance Dance
everywhere,
When I look at the sky,
I see the clouds dance
Into steps of winds
My heart dance when I watch clouds dance!
How it can make me dance?

Without any tune or beats,
Its own beats me my heart dance.
Some strange tune it sings in silence and dance!

When I see at shore of ocean waves that dance,
Some birds in sky fly and dance,
On the waves boats that to the tune of waves, dance,

My mind sing lyricless
music to which it dance!

When I walk along the beach,
The headless crown of palm trees with wide open hands dance,
Watching them dance trees start their dance!

When I on countryside, green paddy fields dance,
Looking at them, the bird on the branch dance!

When walk along, trees with fruits dance,
And to its own rustling music, leaves dance!

When I walk in the park,
Plants with flowers dance!
Looking at the graceful dance flowerless dance,

When I move on street, hope and hap dance,
Seeing at them even hopeless an hapless to dance!
Smile on faces with hope dance,
Wrinkles on the forehead of hapless dance!

When I look at people in them mind dance,
In some happiness dance,
In some sorrowfulness dance,

Some I found with desperation dance
In some their laziness dance,
In some saintliness dance,
Most of the time wickedness dance,
And in some other dreams that dance!

Success that dance with some,
Distress that in unsuccessful dance,

In some hearts mercy that dance
Together with love and kindness dance!

Some where cookedness dance,
And some where innocence dance,

In every nation either hunger dance,
Or in people's mind anger that dance,

Either corruption in corrupt mind dance,
Or those systems on the heart of people dance!

Dance, dance, dance everywhere,
It is time for my soulful dance,
If you see somewhere some other type of dance
Just sing it dance
and let no other see the pain in your heart dance
Hide it with that unfailable lips on which smile may dance
Dance, Dance, dance,
Tune your steps with eternal dance!

poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Odd thoughts crowd into my mind at night

Follow me, follow my soul breaking this darkness
Can you see it, can you feel me close to you now?
If you're scared, touch me, I've never been so real
all around us makes sense in this sleepy journey

Crazy odd thoughts crowd into my mind at night
sometimes they shine like childish eyes at the zoo
sometimes they weep like old people on a bench
the morning is so tired to start
the night is so short to end

The sun, the moon and the stars
the wind, the sea across the earth
we can go everywhere, we can do everything
all I want is breathing in your breath

Crazy odd thoughts crowd into my mind at night
premonition of good and bad news
bridges between our present lives
stairways to our impending future
silently I'm gathering my broken pieces

Oh please, don't let me down!
can't you see how beautiful is in here?
I wore my hair in a bun for you
I put my evening dress on for this feast day
I'm looking at you and I smile

The sun, the moon and the stars
the wind, the sea across the earth
we can go everywhere, we can do everything
all I want is breathing through your breath

poem by Ilaria Boffa
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Dreams written on a ribbon of pink

Dreams written on a ribbon of pink
I close my eyes and reach to the wind
Set sail balloon of mine, rise high
Take my ribbon of pink
Higher and higher, up, up, up
Follow the rainbow’s silver stride
Follow the fairy dust glow
Blow wind, blow
Carry my dreams
Sail, sail, sail
When you get there you’ll know
Where the snow is made of cotton
Where the grass is made of down
Where the trees dance for the man from the east
Where the springs sing of hope
Where all dreams are born
That is where my dreams belong

poem by Eldin Durant van der Walt
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