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I remember that day…

I REMEMBER THAT DAY…

I remember that day
When my mother said
“Be ashamed of your self!!!”
And I asked, why?
I remember that day,
When my teacher said
“Don’t do this dear”
But I wondered, what?
I remember that day,
When I looked at the sky
And tears rolled down my eyes
For my teacher was told
I won’t dance anymore
She said ,I don’t practice
I felt guilty and said
“But I will!”
But I remember that day…
When my mother scolded me hard
For not remembering the steps
When I stood still
while my teacher shouted
I remember that day
When I literally feel in love
With the arty which
Was not so important for me, once
I remember that day
When I got up again
And till date
I am always dancing
I am always living
I am always smiling!!!!
       
                            -Anupriya Kumari
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IF I EVER LEFT DANCING!!!???

IF I EVER LEFT DANCING???!!!

One evening a thought struck me. I tried to forget it but I kept thinking. Read this poem to find out my thoughts…
If I ever left dancing,
Then I would never ever find myself panting.
No Friday would my teacher come and teach me,
No day will I find myself on stage.
At least once in a month I attend a show,
Maybe in my dreams or maybe in my life.
But if I left dancing,
People won’t let me dance and this would rise a strife.
I struggled and worked really hard,
To dance and be popular at school.
But if I left dancing,
Nobody could help me, not even any rule.
My friends will not be upset,
Nor will be my foes.
But my teacher and family will be,
Cause this is not what they choose.
Of course the decision of leaving dancing,
Can never bring back that smile,

Which glowed up the pretty face of my mum when I danced,

And to see it was really worth while.
And once I leave dancing,
There’s no way I can bring it back.
My life will become a showpiece,
All medals and trophies along with memories will be on the rack.
Oh my! Oh my!
Forget this thought of leaving dance.
I cannot survive the sorrow,
No, there’s no chance.
But in this world if I ever do,
Forgive me my soul.
But how will you is what I think of,
As in the name of ever joy dancing plays it’s role.
                                      -by Anupriya Kr.

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THE TRUTH IS….

THE TRUTH IS….

People appreciate me,
when I say that I dance.
Some laugh out and grudge,
but the truth is I do when I get a chance.

Whether it’s day or it’s night
Every moment I move my body.

Some people say that I dance shoddy,
But I can’t help, you know it’s a hobby.

When it’s time to choreograph ,
Some steps and choose a song.
My friends say I’ll take months and weeks,
But the truth is that it won’t take really long.

But whatsoever people,
Say about me at the first glance.
I know that I am imperfect,
But the truth is that I love dance.
                                          By Anupriya Kumari