Bamboo Dance

a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

They call it bamboo dance,
I call it life,
An element called human,
Is present on both the sides.

Dance, dance, and the dance, goes on,
Leave not a movement to chance,
Least the bamboos may crush you,
As in dance, you advance.

Humans are the holder of the bamboo
Humans are the ones, who dance,
A perfect resemblance of reality,
We call it bamboo dance.

Web of life is too complicated,
Everyone has a bamboo in his hand,
All are dancing to the tune,
Which none can understand?

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