DANCE MUSE, DANCE.

Oh beauty that pampered

the parrot of our 'Language dad'

Dance Muse, you dance...

Let me hum tunes;

to rhythm of yours; and  

Let my soul's light be brightened.

In the dark wilderness of

knowledge am I.

And my passage the harsh-mouth tunnel

of the Dare Devil self esteem.

There are toxic thorns over my path

hidden in deliberately dug up dungeons.

Eyes darken, body tires,and

the light of inner eye dims...

Dance, Fair one, dance

Let me tune to rhythm of yours

Let those blessing tunes

as the cosmos of Verse,

Spread the Soul's light, Word-Goddess.

Let my inner eye be brightened up

and all darkness be removed,

Let my path be illumined anew...

Won't the fake-clouds created by dragons

be removed by the 'aura-of- verse'?

Dance, Lady Muse, excited still.

Wise men would never but know that

Verse these should be for

the might of the Native Tongue...

Dance, Fair Muse, Dance

Let me recite eloquent verse.