She waltzes into the air,
dancing deftly with the moonlight.
She kills with her allure.
She’s a magical illusion.
A mystical delusion.
A breathtaking beast,
dressed as a ballerina.
She pirouettes ¹ —
it’s the split second of life.
She walks towards you, relevée ²,
her arms the arch of Heaven.
She pauses in an arabesque ³;
the balance between life or death.
But she sashays back
with a hypnotic grace
and the moonlight
kisses her beautiful face.
She looks pure.
She looks divine.
She has made her chassé.
She is a seductress —
spectral and sinister.
Stunning with her finesse,
there is none like her.
The carriage of her poised arms
is the Hearse to Heaven.
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In this poem, I have expressed death metaphorically — as a ballerina. The different postures of Ballet have been used to describe death and its advent. The ‘Ballerina’ is then described as a seductress because ‘she’ lures one in — only to kill — as she mesmerises them with her dazzling dance of Death.
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1 Pirouette is a ballet term which means “spin” — describes when a dancer is turning around one leg with the other off the ground
2 Relevée is a ballet term which means “raised” — the dancer rises up and seemingly stands “on their toes”
3 Arabesque is a body position in which a dancer stands on one leg with the other leg turned out and extended behind the body, with both legs held straight — requires balance
4 Chassé is a ballet term — quick gliding steps with one foot always leading — it also means “Hunt” in French
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Thank you, Nishti! 😀
I swear to god, if I were a piano player or an actor or something and all those dopes thought I was terrific, I’d hate it. I wouldn’t even want them to clap for me. People always clap for wrong things.
I’m clapping because, “Not every person has the same kind of talents, so you discover what yours are and working with them.” 👏👏