Life is a dance which leads each one of us to the ultimate truth-Death. Here I am traveling towards my coffin, not walking but dancing. Without music, without obliged to any defined rhythm, I am inching towards it, towards my coffin. Throughout my dancing once again I am watching everything... <br /> <br />I am dancing without music <br />Dancing without definite steps <br />Without a rhythm and melody <br />Dancing towards the coffin <br /> <br />Daylight creeping away streets <br />Through the deserted ferries <br />Windless deserts and silence <br />I am dancing without music <br /> <br />Through colorless dreams <br />Through unspoken whispers <br />Through cemeteries <br />I am dancing without music <br /> <br />I am dancing without music <br />Dancing without definite steps <br />without a rhythm and melody <br />Dancing towards the coffin <br /> <br />Without wearing glass shoes <br />Without a stockings <br />Without feeling bleeding feet <br />I am dancing without music <br /> <br />Through burned gardens <br />Through spring never visited valleys <br />Through silence filled emptiness <br />I am dancing without music <br /> <br />I am dancing without music <br />Dancing without definite steps <br />Without a rhythm and melody <br />Dancing towards the coffin<br /><br />Raj Thampi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-dance-without-music/
