The Dance of Joy

Poor souls caught unawares, scrambled for cover.
Parasols pointing to heaven, to fight the heavy shower.
But two street urchins, unclad, carefree and in all glee.
Danced in the rain, mirroring their heart so free.

They had no money on them that could have got wet.
No expensive mobile phone to worry about, in their pocket.
But they had all the joy in the world, as they played near the sewer.
They danced and laughed at the world which called them poor.

They had no home to go to, and call their own.
Food was a rarity, but their faces never showed a frown.
And yet they danced, on the puddles, under that dark grey sky.
And thus they taught the world the true meaning of joy.

“Oh go on world, look at us from your comfortable busses and cars.
Pity at us, shake your heads, but we don’t need you to mend our scars.
We know that in a corner of your heart, even you want to forego pain.
What then stops you? Live life, come dance with us in the rain.”

P.S: A rain poem, I wrote during the monsoons… Aww. I miss the rains.:)



Filed under Nostalgia, Poetry, Romance

4 responses to “The Dance of Joy

  1. have you written it elsewhere sudhi..
    i somehow get the feeling of having read this.. before πŸ™„

    and as usual u write the loveliest poems… πŸ˜€

  2. Sudhakar

    @Megz – Thanks re. Yup, could have been in the internal ones, don’t remember actually.
    Nah! You are too kind. πŸ™‚

  3. great one re..loved it totally..will use this as it is πŸ™‚

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