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The Dance Floor
by Rupradha Mookerjee
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Last night when I danced 
And rocked the dance floor
There was passion, energy,
Excitement, a teenager’s feelings, 
And an unbound desire
To wash away my solitude,
The sizzling bar, the young crowd,
The grooving with the rhythm,
Everything was magical,
Foggy yet tantalizing,
But with every dance step,
All I wanted was you.

Something was missing,
Yes, it was only you;
Wish I could dance with you,
Like the couples danced,
In an enticing way,
Holding each other in arms,
Wish I could kiss you
Like the couples did,
Sitting on the couch
And making out,
It made me lonely again
And I missed you like hell!

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August 11, 2012
More By: Rupradha Mookerjee
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Comments on this Poem

Comment KumarJi & Prof, I am glad you liked it!! thanks a lot..your words always motivate me..

rupradhamookerjee
08/13/2012 01:24 AM

Comment There is every bit of emotion in your poem, Rupradha - yearning and longing, hope and aspiration, dream and awakening! Lovely poem. Thank you, dear for sharing.

Kumarendra Mallick
08/12/2012 23:24 PM

Comment

Radha Ji after a long gap you brought jubilant dance for us . Very energetic poem with a tinge of personal grief. Keep writing ,please.

flame
08/12/2012 14:20 PM

Comment I appreciate your thoughts Sharbaaniranjan Ji. Thanks a lot. Missing somebody is a state of mind and an emotional feeling and that don't make me Abalaa.. :) My love don't seek pity, it's divine and unconditional..

rupradhamookerjee
08/12/2012 11:06 AM

Comment Despite your sentiments, I would you rather be like the ballerina in the Getty image coming with your poem, instead of missing a somebody. Be the ballerina of the picture. If you missed somebody, I would rather you be Ardhanariswar! Do not be ABALAA.

Sharbaaniranjan Kundu
08/12/2012 06:22 AM

Comment Thanks a lot BharatJi..yes, it is indeed worship for me..

rupradhamookerjee
08/11/2012 23:20 PM

Comment Thank you so much KulbirJi!! May God bless you too..

rupradhamookerjee
08/11/2012 23:19 PM

Comment Welcome!! Your missing someone with such an intense way transforms "The Missing:" into a Worship. Just GREAT !!

raghav
08/11/2012 22:32 PM

Comment Welcome back!

What a gift for us!

May you be blessed!

Kulbir
08/11/2012 20:15 PM




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