Courtesy : A Dash Of Sunny


Tap tap tap

my fingers dance.

Inky words hold hands

and sway in rhythm

attired in many a hue

of joy, sorrow and even anger.

On the luminous stage

they perform and live their dream.




Posted for Sanaa’s Prompt Nights – Dancing is like dreaming with your feet – [21] @ A Dash Of Sunny


Also shared with Poetry pantry @ Poets United