The Disco Ball

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The place looked magical

and the disco ball

shimmered and glowed

all around there was darkness

except for the rainbow lights

that disco ball created

it was like a fantasy

even though in the far reaches

were dark shadows stretched

someone was looking lonely

seeking solace in a glass of whiskey

the music and bodies pulsated

Oh, youth and disco

an unbeatable combination

dancing till the early hours of the morn

a dancing queen

a sensation and beautiful

that disco ball shooting magic

all around

everywhere you look

faces that look so thrilling

relaxed people enjoying

the music beat

perfumed scents

cranking up the body heat

cocktails and smoke rings

the night wears on

the dancing incredible

the disco ball

made it a fantasy

until the light of day

worn faces

empty glasses

stale smoke in the air

no more dancing queens

just tired ladies

hung-over gentlemen

not ready to face the day

the disco ball

crashes and smashes

bringing back reality

in the quiet at the break of day

 

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About Rasma R

I live in Riga, Latvia. I was born in N.Y.C. Love to write articles and poetry. Instruct people in the English language. Live in the suburbs with my husband Martin and my wonderful cat Sid. I love rock and roll, cooking, reading, poetry and traveling.
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2 Responses to The Disco Ball

  1. The glitter hides so much doesn’t it? Magic for some. For a while.

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