Dead Dance

Fall of self esteem described in the form of dance

Dancing to the tune abrupt,
to draw and let dry,
my pace counted numbers,
one, two, another try
and lo,
I plead, i fall
to the decline of all.
No step, no bow,
now you bend, allow
I pray protect,
my guilt survives.
This dance, no dance,
I failed your tries.

Author's Note

Its my first attempt. Let me know as how it is

Reviews

[Jimmy Yetts]

A multi-layered creation.
Almost any accomplishment requires some degree of self-confidence.
Low-regard for one's self makes life, itself, seem like a dead dance.
Well portrayed, Puja.

[Puja]

Thank you so much for your words

[jacob erin-cilberto]

especially for a first attempt...some interesting personification and metaphor...
when self-esteem falls apart, the feet don't move...and we are so out of step with ourselves and the world anyway...we just want to sit the next one out.
j.

[Puja]

Thank u so much for the review. Of course ill get to learn a lot from now onwards