The Last Dance

When lights go dim, and the stage is deserted,

When claps go distant, and praises go scanty,

When music fades, and attire gets old,

When feet get torn, and heart gets tired...

Your arms I'll house,

Your beats I'll hear...

Silently, sitting next to you, holding your hand into mine...

I'll breathe my last, 

I'll read my last words in a poem...

I'll dance my last, 

I'll kiss you last on your eyes -

which were my constant audience, and

my source of motivation for delivering performances,

Not good or great, but always exemplary...

For the one who made me a superstar,

....I'll dance the last dance of my life!!

(Written: 17.11.11)

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