Once a walk down the empty street,
Had me to see,
A wonderful beauty;
Ballerina Ethene.
White her skin,
She danced to the tune of Zephyrus;
Graceful her en l'aire and Allegro;
Incessant, fervent her Adagio
With the leaves long dead;
Awestruck, enthralled I asked
'Oh! Ballerina Ethene,
What may be the cause for
Such joyous, alluring deed? '
Amidst the Adagio,
Answered Ballerina Ethene,
'They will take me away,
I am the Mother's disgrace,
As now I am free,
Nothing to carry,
Act my last is this,
For now I am free,
Dancing glee'
With teary eyes
I pass her by,
Never can I see such beauty again,
But then I got a second thought,
How could she, dance in glee
If our Mother would there not be.
It is an amazing poem, felling the freedom within is the moat profound experience and I know when our thoughts come into play we question such freedom and yet we are so free within. Beautifully written Shouvik! ! ! ! Love it very much. Thank you! :)
that's the spirit we all should have, like Ethene's. Brilliant piece
I like it. A girl dancing in glee, even though she's a mother's disgrace and sad but she is still going. A beautiful poem! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well written and well concluded