-----Dedicated to Avantika2000 ------>>>
The crowd of humanity stifles me
While I stand right in the middle.
Twirling, moving like I never knew I could.
Dancing.
Doing just what I'd assumed for the larger portion
Of my life,that I never could.
They said that I lacked grace.
That I could never dance to save my life,
So I listened to them and never even tried.
All around me, the music drowns out any unwanted sounds
That could've disrupted my lovely trance.
Jumping up with vigour, letting my shirt ride up.
Slowly undoing my long tresses from their modest bun.
My friends gawk at me with surprise.
This is a new side of mine.
My heart pounds to match the pulsating beat.
No one can stop me.
This is serene.
It's a different kind of peace.
That I've found in none other than
A loud, throbbing place full of humanity.
Ironic, isn't it?
How we look for peace in solitary places.
Look elsewhere.
Search your soul.
No other sensation matches that of
Losing yourself to resonating music
And sweeping strobe lights
And simply dancing through the night.
Till you can stand no more.
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