Solo Dance to the Tune of Keats
I dance because I can.Even without music.
Without a helping hand.
Why? Because I choose it.
I choose to lose myself to dance.
Even in silence, there’s a rhythm.
You feel it if your heart is pure
And your mind’s open to the schism
That despite everything, the chance
To feel bodily is an expanse
Of life itself. Move feet. Endure.
Poetry by Sameen
Written on 2026-05-31 at 16:39
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