Midnight Masquerade

 

Midnight Masquerade

Life is a dance

Amongst a sea of never-ending faces.

When the music plays we are gay,

Dancing, even singing

But when the music stops,

So do we.

We become melancholy,

Damper.

Some dancers are optimists,

Hoping for the music to return,

To cradle us and to submerge us

In our happy times.

Yes, life is a dance,

A ball.

We are always twirling,

Switching partners,

Pursuing passion.

Some dancers wear masks,

Hiding their faces,

Others wear feathers in their curls,

Drawing attention like only a peacock could.

Some with partners,

Others solo,

We are all alike

For everyone is dancing.

Moving rhythmatically in every direction.

That is,

Until the music stops.

Reviews

[Alicante lullaby]

very samantha,Samantha....such a lovely manner to define life....simple,captivating......we all are dancing,some are good at it others dont glide that grace fully;but all shall stop with the music....so very true.....masks and feathers and all......

[THESt3V]

Beautiful and clever. You defined life and love very clearly expressing both positives and negatives. Great job!