And I danced as if a wild thing
had entered the forest of my beats
A soundless ballet through dark halls
while brooding chairs sat on haunches
like sad ogres about to weep
I served up all my lonely nights
the love that stabbed in the guise of moonlight
twirling like a smile over un-kissed lips
fading like a flower in summer’s grip
the rain-drenched roses near the fence
killed by the heaviness of tears unwept
the joy that parting could never ease
With the feet of thunder hurtling down hills,
the feral spirit when it found the gaps
turned into a storm and wrecked the peace
A shoe hangs from a dusty fan
The curtain has eloped with the breeze
© Reena Prasad

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About Reena

Reena R is a poet/writer from India, currently living in Sharjah (United Arab Emirates). Her poems have been published in several anthologies and journals. She is the Destiny Poets UK's Poet of the year for 2014 and one of the editors of The Significant Anthology released in July 2015. She won awards at ‘World Union Of Poet’s’ poetry competition, 2016 and at "As You Like It International Poetry Contest’. She won the Reuel International Prize for poetry, 2018.

10 thoughts on “Solo

  1. Louis Kasatkin

    ” Solo ” is almost kinetic in the way it conveys the passion and energies involved in dance. The subject matter itself redolent with metaphor and allegory that is brought to a climactic final line of , ” the curtain has eloped with the breeze “.

  2. Lopa Banerjee

    Such a beautiful celebration of the ethereal dance of your poetic soul! Each and every line danced in splendor and grace, even the tinge of melancholy! Another masterpiece of yours 🙂


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