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Dance of creation

Updated: Apr 1, 2022


On the parched earth

does she touch her feet,

with closed eyes she

joins her hands,

in absolute subjugation

to her Lord

she dedicates her being-

swaying her feet around,

twirling her waist

her unlocked wavy tress

eclipse her face,

the mighty force within

unleashes its strength,

her graceful gait gives way

to a euphoric wildness;

the tinkling of her anklets

the jingling of her bangles

as they fall off in places,

the concord of the sounds

sets fire on her countenance;

the frenzy of her dance

beguile the clouds in hide

the sky appears dense and tight;

the parched land satiates

its long-awaited urge-

down appears the rain

in ecstatic surge;

the creator is bemused

in all revelry and surprise

as she beholds her creation

in front of her eyes.


By Nandini Sengupta

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mayankawasthi1995
Feb 07, 2022

Amazing lines ma'am

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Nandini Sengupta
Feb 07, 2022
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Thank you

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SH
Jan 27, 2022

By the time I finished reading the piece and looked up from the screen, I could see a cloud cover gathering in the sombre winter sky, as if beckoned by her rhythmic footsteps. The energy in her trans-inducing dance translated into a sort of cosmic creation, raining down on the barren land. The figure, one could say, is symbolic of fertility and growth—and the ritual, an expression of the same. A beautiful flowing piece, Nandini.

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Nandini Sengupta
Feb 01, 2022
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Thank you Abhay😊... Don't have words to express my gratitude...

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