Treasure Island

Anna Ong

(31 July 1980 / Singapore)

The Rhythm that dances in my Heart


The beating of the Mrdanga drums
meets the rhythm that dances in my heart.

The crash of the white-crested waves
mimics the hammering of my soul.

The pelting of the tear-shaped rain drops
matches the pouring flood down my cheek.

The striking of the weathered clock tower
mixes with the painful drumming of my temple.

The lashing of the sharpest barb-tipped whip
mirrors the pain when flesh rends from bone.

so close your eyes
and listen to the pulse of your soul...
and dance...
with the rhythm heating the blood in your veins...
the music drives you to sway to its heartbeat...
till you lose yourself in its enchantment...
dance lil one...
dance...

Submitted: Monday, July 22, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 22, 2013

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