Dance Poems
#dance
Dance poems, here you'll find poetry about dance and dancing. Poems about feeling and moving rhythmically to music, from watching ballet to feeling the heat on the dance floor. Poems about sensual partner dancing, creative expression through dance and movement, and letting go and dancing all night.
Glaxian
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 00:07am
3rd Feb 2025 00:07am
Existential View
Largely the troubles of this life
Burning fires of struggle and strife
In this life, there seems to be time
Between the start and finish line
Delusion feeding illusion
Everyone always dies alone
Is it music or just a tone
Dancing to the rhythm of life
Celebration of no real strife
Forever living in this time
One moment it's all on the line
Jubilation of exaltation
Realizing you're never alone
Legacy built on a milestone
Everybody is the same
But from various viewpoints
Burning fires of struggle and strife
In this life, there seems to be time
Between the start and finish line
Delusion feeding illusion
Everyone always dies alone
Is it music or just a tone
Dancing to the rhythm of life
Celebration of no real strife
Forever living in this time
One moment it's all on the line
Jubilation of exaltation
Realizing you're never alone
Legacy built on a milestone
Everybody is the same
But from various viewpoints
#dance
#mirror
#philosophical
#shadows
#TruthOfLife
40 reads
2 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
30th Jan 2025 8:13pm
30th Jan 2025 8:13pm
African beat
In the afternoon
I found all these suggestions.
Everywhere reaching for my sight.
It left me thinking.
I do not feel like loosing weight,
I would rather dance
In an African beat.
With a burning indian scent
Around the fire.
It is why I am here.
To play?
It is beautiful to let me go in trance!
I found all these suggestions.
Everywhere reaching for my sight.
It left me thinking.
I do not feel like loosing weight,
I would rather dance
In an African beat.
With a burning indian scent
Around the fire.
It is why I am here.
To play?
It is beautiful to let me go in trance!
#dance
#lyrics
48 reads
2 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 10:34pm
26th Jan 2025 10:34pm
Old Dancing Girls
They congregate at the side of the stage
in the two thousand seat venue
dancing
without a care
There are too many cares in the world
Los Angeles incinerating
Blizzards in Florida
An unhinged, dangerous president
Hundreds more I could list
Thousands
The old dancing girls have divorces
Double digit dress sizes
Wrinkles
Financial problems
Arthritis
Cancer remissions
Cancer recurrences
One lost her beloved 90-year-old mother
two months ago
Followed by...
in the two thousand seat venue
dancing
without a care
There are too many cares in the world
Los Angeles incinerating
Blizzards in Florida
An unhinged, dangerous president
Hundreds more I could list
Thousands
The old dancing girls have divorces
Double digit dress sizes
Wrinkles
Financial problems
Arthritis
Cancer remissions
Cancer recurrences
One lost her beloved 90-year-old mother
two months ago
Followed by...
#aging
#dance
#uplifting
75 reads
8 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 1:41pm
20th Jan 2025 1:41pm
What I didn't see on TV
If this woman is bald
and that man does braids
stop shitting and join the dance.
The rhythm pulses, bodies move
eyes meet, smiles meet.
In the center of the track the energy grows
arms rise, feet glide,
the sound envelops, the soul is freed.
Every step is a story told
each turn is a moment lived.
Dance unites, transforms and transcends
and in the end we are all one.
Lights flicker, shadows lengthen,
fragmented moments in time,
the harmony of a silent symphony.
Feet that stumble, hearts...
and that man does braids
stop shitting and join the dance.
The rhythm pulses, bodies move
eyes meet, smiles meet.
In the center of the track the energy grows
arms rise, feet glide,
the sound envelops, the soul is freed.
Every step is a story told
each turn is a moment lived.
Dance unites, transforms and transcends
and in the end we are all one.
Lights flicker, shadows lengthen,
fragmented moments in time,
the harmony of a silent symphony.
Feet that stumble, hearts...
#acceptance
#dance
#emotions
#healing
#relationships
47 reads
4 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 2:03pm
17th Jan 2025 2:03pm
Keep it alive
Love, in its essence, is an eternal flame
burning bright through the corridors of time.
In the quiet moments it whispers secrets
shared between souls like the rustling of leaves.
It is the meeting of hearts, unspoken understanding.
A gentle touch that speaks louder than words.
Love transcends the physical, reaching into the depths
binding us together in an unbreakable bond.
It is the comfort in the storm, a refuge.
The silent strength that holds us when we falter.
In its presence we find our truest selves.
Reflected...
burning bright through the corridors of time.
In the quiet moments it whispers secrets
shared between souls like the rustling of leaves.
It is the meeting of hearts, unspoken understanding.
A gentle touch that speaks louder than words.
Love transcends the physical, reaching into the depths
binding us together in an unbreakable bond.
It is the comfort in the storm, a refuge.
The silent strength that holds us when we falter.
In its presence we find our truest selves.
Reflected...
#art
#dance
#happiness
#kindness
#love
120 reads
8 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
18th Dec 2024 4:46am
18th Dec 2024 4:46am
Estrella is a Star
She's the first one on the dance floor.
The only one.
Fine.
More room for her to shine.
Estrella doesn't test the water of the thudding beat.
She stomps right into it.
Owning the ocean.
Letting no wave stop her
Swimming so strong she could reach a distant shore.
Her confidence a beacon,
others are lured to the dance space.
They giggle.
Look to each other for what to do.
It will take them years -if ever- to figure out
What Estrella was born knowing.
I hope Estrella always remembers ...
The only one.
Fine.
More room for her to shine.
Estrella doesn't test the water of the thudding beat.
She stomps right into it.
Owning the ocean.
Letting no wave stop her
Swimming so strong she could reach a distant shore.
Her confidence a beacon,
others are lured to the dance space.
They giggle.
Look to each other for what to do.
It will take them years -if ever- to figure out
What Estrella was born knowing.
I hope Estrella always remembers ...
#childhood
#courage
#dance
117 reads
10 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 11:51am
16th Dec 2024 11:51am
Quicksand
Two souls dance in grace and harmony
over the quicksand in the cold night.
Each step is a risk, a flirtation with the abyss,
in the back and forth of destiny
looking for the earthquake.
Eyes to eyes and the fear dissolves
while the treacherous earth beneath revolves.
Hands that hold on to a fragile link.
Dancing on uncertainty, challenging luck.
They move lightly in rhythm.
As if sand were sacred solid ground.
In every turn, an unspoken promise,
In a tight hug, salvation is blessed.
Below, the sand calls, in a...
over the quicksand in the cold night.
Each step is a risk, a flirtation with the abyss,
in the back and forth of destiny
looking for the earthquake.
Eyes to eyes and the fear dissolves
while the treacherous earth beneath revolves.
Hands that hold on to a fragile link.
Dancing on uncertainty, challenging luck.
They move lightly in rhythm.
As if sand were sacred solid ground.
In every turn, an unspoken promise,
In a tight hug, salvation is blessed.
Below, the sand calls, in a...
#dance
#dark
#dreams
#mirror
#nightmares
101 reads
8 Comments
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 2:12am
8th Dec 2024 2:12am
Bronwyn, Ren Fair, Southern California
It was hot, too expensive
and you didn't want to go
not alone anyway
renaissance fair in late May
everyone sweating
dressed to doublets and kilts
except for a dancing flame
wearing bell bottoms
and low slung swaying hips
she was willowy and tall
parading bare feet
all the adornment needed
with eyes the color of poetry
processing a hawks' way of seeing
into your heart
and into your mind
a new dance beginning
with joyous first steps
you bump into her by...
and you didn't want to go
not alone anyway
renaissance fair in late May
everyone sweating
dressed to doublets and kilts
except for a dancing flame
wearing bell bottoms
and low slung swaying hips
she was willowy and tall
parading bare feet
all the adornment needed
with eyes the color of poetry
processing a hawks' way of seeing
into your heart
and into your mind
a new dance beginning
with joyous first steps
you bump into her by...
#dance
#fate
#romantic
85 reads
2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
29th Nov 2024 7:01pm
29th Nov 2024 7:01pm
A Distorted History Of Dance!
I was reminiscing one night
At myself, in my early thirties
And an assortment of work colleagues
On a night out
Eventually finding ourselves in a nightclub
I wasn't someone that boogied regularly
But i did have a hidden dance move
So when the right sort of tune was played
I entered the arena of the dance floor
And began to cossack!
I was unexpectedly applauded!
Anyway, quintessential to cossacking
Are strong legs, and good balance
I can't cossack now, but still test my crouching skills ...
At myself, in my early thirties
And an assortment of work colleagues
On a night out
Eventually finding ourselves in a nightclub
I wasn't someone that boogied regularly
But i did have a hidden dance move
So when the right sort of tune was played
I entered the arena of the dance floor
And began to cossack!
I was unexpectedly applauded!
Anyway, quintessential to cossacking
Are strong legs, and good balance
I can't cossack now, but still test my crouching skills ...
#dance
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#parody
#satirical
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 9:33pm
28th Nov 2024 9:33pm
When Was The Last Time It Was The First Time
While looking at Darius Rucker spit that fucking shit
A fucking rocker masquerading as a country music culprit
But don't think that I'm hating on the motherfucker, shit he prove my point
That all music is connected from ancient drum beats to rock this funky joint
Any song can be repackaged along with new instruments, vocals, rearranged
Even rap as reggaeton can be fucked with right and then renamed
Just imagine what if rap and reggaeton were suddenly classified as classical
Grunge becoming country and visa versa now isn't that radical
...
A fucking rocker masquerading as a country music culprit
But don't think that I'm hating on the motherfucker, shit he prove my point
That all music is connected from ancient drum beats to rock this funky joint
Any song can be repackaged along with new instruments, vocals, rearranged
Even rap as reggaeton can be fucked with right and then renamed
Just imagine what if rap and reggaeton were suddenly classified as classical
Grunge becoming country and visa versa now isn't that radical
...
#dance
#LifeCycle
#music
159 reads
10 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2024 11:02pm
23rd Nov 2024 11:02pm
In the Dead of the Night
Intro:
In the dead of night, the cradle rocks.
Echoes in the shadows, ticking clocks.
Tiny hands reach out for air.
Chaos reigns, curly hair everywhere.
Rhyme 1:
Under the moonlight, whispers grow,
silent secrets only shadows know.
From the cradle to the rocking chair,
curly hair is everywhere.
Chorus:
Rock the cradle, feel the storm,
in the darkness love takes form.
Curly hair, wild and free,
a symbol of our destiny.
Rhyme 2:
Midnight cries break the silence....
In the dead of night, the cradle rocks.
Echoes in the shadows, ticking clocks.
Tiny hands reach out for air.
Chaos reigns, curly hair everywhere.
Rhyme 1:
Under the moonlight, whispers grow,
silent secrets only shadows know.
From the cradle to the rocking chair,
curly hair is everywhere.
Chorus:
Rock the cradle, feel the storm,
in the darkness love takes form.
Curly hair, wild and free,
a symbol of our destiny.
Rhyme 2:
Midnight cries break the silence....
#dance
#funny
#lyrics
#music
#sun
72 reads
6 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
18th Nov 2024 5:23pm
18th Nov 2024 5:23pm
The Fairy Moon
Under
wild
moonlight
Pirouetting
fairies
dance
Luna
zephyr
dreams
by Jemia
wild
moonlight
Pirouetting
fairies
dance
Luna
zephyr
dreams
by Jemia
#beauty
#dance
#dreams
#fairies
#moon
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