Kathak
Kathak
I am color.
Splashes and swirls,
All captured in a body,
Harboring a storm.
I hear the first beat of tabla,
A soft drum-like noise
Sighing through the air,
And then there is music.
A vibrant union of sound
That runs through me
As my arms unwind,
And slash the air
With unleashed vigor.
My feet leap and land
With a swift, feral grace.
My long hair flies
In pursuit of my body,
As I twirl and spin
And step on the floor.
My movements are of
A large cat on her throne
Circling,
Tormenting,
Enticing
Her prey.
The percussion and strings marry,
And the sound seeps into me,
Captivates me,
And comes out in a final flourish
Of emotion.
The music stops,
And I fall and spill on the ground
For I am color,
Splashes and swirls,
All captured in a body
That has painted the blank canvas
Of empty floors
With the dance of passion.
Wow well captured. Powerful ending
I would only change this line
With unleashed vigor.
I was thinking more on the lines of
“My vigor now unleashed”
Maybe it can be phrased in such a way that it communicates that there is a fire or vigor deep within the dancer that you cannot see in him or her in normal life and it only unleashes itself once he/she starts dancing.
That a lot to communicate in one sentence though