Waltz of a Lunatic

Waltz of a Lunatic

A Poem by The Mad Prophet
"

I like to dance, and as they say "My insanity preceeds me".

"

 

Welcome to my ballroom floor
I extend my hand to you
I bring you close to me
I take you out of your reality
Taking you into my world
Feel safe yet?  The dance is about to begin
I spin you where you stand
Disorientating you
I take away your sight
I let you see only me, but wait
I call forth the spot light to be placed on you
I hide behind you in the shadows
I say, this is your dance now
I watch, and wait for you
You hesitate, but I insist
You must dance, and I must hide
You will dance for me now
And I will show you the moves
There is no freedom in a dance
One must lead, I leave it to you
Show me your moves, but the ones I taught
Show me that you learned from me
Do this and I am yours
Dance and I will follow
This is your show now
I am only the spectator

© 2008 The Mad Prophet


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Oh, I curtsy to you dear galahad in thanks for the dance ...

So you are a leader in the shadow ... hmmmm?!

A wonderful metaphor about life's circumstances.

-- There is no freedom in a dance
-- One must lead, I leave it to you
-- Show me your moves, but the ones I taught

These lines are a clear contradiction in itself! Like life often is!

You give away quite a lot of yourself ...

A great, insightful and well written piece. I love the perspective you gave it! Your lines are well choosen, each and every single one says so much, and it has an easy flow.

Excellent job!





Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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hide behind you in the shadowsI say, this is your dance now



A most captivating piece so well expressed and creatively crafted

THanks for submitting to the MasQuerade Ball ConTesT~Fran Marie



Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

beautiful. quite a few lines call out to me, a well crafted work- along with other poems of yours i have read.
cheers for now

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Well written. Brings scenes of the Phantom of the opera to my mind. Look forward to seeing more

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

so passive observer, I see. that was a good poem about how one can manipulate the other when the other one is wanting, so we are manipulated by media, industries, governments, religions... all is a dance of deceit. isn't it? that's why I dance how I like to. .. great write.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

very nice, I love the air of mistery it emits. Angel Bird said it�s a metaphor of life, well I thinks it is a metaphor... of what I am not sure. But it leaves me thinking...

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very nice. A real gentleman, giving the lady the spot light. Mkae her feel comfortable first. Nicely crafted and expressed.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Oh, I curtsy to you dear galahad in thanks for the dance ...

So you are a leader in the shadow ... hmmmm?!

A wonderful metaphor about life's circumstances.

-- There is no freedom in a dance
-- One must lead, I leave it to you
-- Show me your moves, but the ones I taught

These lines are a clear contradiction in itself! Like life often is!

You give away quite a lot of yourself ...

A great, insightful and well written piece. I love the perspective you gave it! Your lines are well choosen, each and every single one says so much, and it has an easy flow.

Excellent job!





Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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