Eyes watching me on,
Little tense all over.
Curious on other end,
Silent on one end.
Still trying to grab the courage,
With flaw of my ornament, on leg;
Tearing and bleeding my skin.
Still waiting in queue ,
On stage, for my turn.
Looking forward for my performance,
Repeating to myself; to be brave.
On the stage,
Every one's eye on me.
My legs on twirl,
Music in play, Feeling the moment.
Every movement of my fantasy,
Coming true.
All this feel is just for,
My smile on getting
My little dream come true.
©anukkal
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