Balter
(v.) to dance gracelessly, without particular art or skill, but perhaps with some enjoyment.
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and there goes another step
as I twirl around all by myself
singing at the top of my voice, yep!
and crashing along with the bookshelf
for like a thousand times
the song is playing in the highest volume
and prepared to get neighbour's scolding
it's 23:32, my heart is prepared to bloom
but it is just my favourite song's beginning
and I cannot stop now
the world's best imperfect dance movements
'cause I do not have any ballerina's talent
with no one to say about any improvements
to not break a thing is my highest achievement
and I tripped again
a smile drew on my face, gracelessly I dance
while not trying to impress any human
I must be looking stupid at the first glance
one mustn't expect me to be a perfect women
because I don't want to be common
just because I do not dance around always
does not indicate I can't do this joyful activity
now is the last moment of my summer holidays
and I want to utilise it with some positivity
oops, it's 00:02!
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because you have to keep your inner child alive and active.
with tonnes of love,
SweetSimu.
YOU ARE READING
TO THE MOON AND NEVER BACK
Poetry❝ ...and like the moon she had a side of her so dark, that even the stars couldn't shine on it; she had a side of her so cold, that even the sun couldn't burn on it... ❞ - Abigail J. A bunch of poems soaked in the moonlight Some are mysterious while...
