The Ballerina.

by xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex   Dec 4, 2006


Precious toys dancing on one floor of tile,
Twirl, twirl, dance, dance, as fast as you can,
Promenade with pride, promenade with style.

So precious, move about with beautiful grace,
Dance with your heart, little girl, never give up,
Quickly move against your thoughts - your only race.

Listen to a soft song within your young mind,
The melody plays deep, beating with your heart,
Your dancing quells all - your eyes nothing but blind.

Hum softly to yourself, move gracefully,
Twirl, twirl, dance, dance, as fast as you can,
A graceful ballerina; you must believe

In yourself, Promenade with thoughts in your head -
Gentle, innocent, beautiful heart is lead.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Lauren Waszkiewicz

    Basicly i think you can do better.

  • 17 years ago

    by Lauren Waszkiewicz

    Very sweet poem. but i dont think it as one of your best. i do not have a specific reason persay. but it just didnt seem amazing to me. it doesn't deserve a 4.0 though. so i will upvote it.. i do think that you shoudl reread this one. work on it a little. some of the lines seem long. or something. i can't i dont know. grr. its just something about it. =\

    x3Lauren

  • 17 years ago

    by xxxStarSxxx

    That was an amazing poem! I could see the ballerina dancnig in my mind becauase you used your words really well. 5/5 keep up the good work!

  • 17 years ago

    by Brittany C

    Beautiful poem. i can almost see the ballerina dancing. great word choice. 5/5

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