Rite Of Spring Ballet

Rite of Spring Ballet

I saw him in the dance
He’s black
Like a dot; page blank

It is ballet
They called it, the ‘High Art’
The Rich man’s; is powerful
He, slave?

Let us dance;
Things are changed.
I’m glad.

by Nassy Fesharaki

Comments (2)

'still can; t believe i have you in my life'..thats the best thing you can say...nice love poem. Lucky Cody! Preets
oh aroob this is so cute and so sweet... keep on writing pieces like this =)