
Dance Like A monster
Tick tock tick , the alarm sings.
Tick tock tick , needle with wings.
Gear up your body , speed multiplied by ninety,
and run run run the topsy turvy race ,
the race of a never ending marathon.
Gallop like a horse on run ,
unaware of the flamboyance of seasons,
blinkers on your eyes you hum yes sir no sir in whispers so quiet.
Sky turns blue to yellow and yellow to grey ,
but you remain busy digging a life in your grave.
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Take a break and ,
open your graves,
and when night turns darker ,
dance like a monster.
With your steps not so sober ,
like the ride of a rollercoaster.
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Pink and lilac flowers , blooms and fades ,
waiting for your praise ,
but you are busy to run the race for grace.
Shakespeare said “Life is a play” ,
so twirl your hips all through the way.
Life like a speck of dust,
will be washed away by the ocean of death ,
so drop the stones from your shoulder ,
turn your feet into feathers and ,
dance like a monster.
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So take a break and ,
open your graves ,
and when night turns darker ,
dance like a monster ,
with your steps not so sober,
like the ride of a rollercoaster .
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Hide from everyone’s gaze ,
buzz your own name
and dance like a monster.
Loosen your hair wild like a monster,
with your steps not so sober ,
hip hop on the floor and
Dance like a monster.
Whosoever is reading this will surely dance atleast once….amazing writing….
Thank you