Master of Dance



Moving steps in lightning pace
Soft as if tapped in space
Verse with a rythmic diction
Pose as a man of fiction
Me an admirer? Not to be!
Even untill he ceased to be!!

I heard about him more
but less i heard him
I heard about his Craze on Earth
but less as of Artist's Worth
Me an admirer? Not to be!
Even untill he ceased to be!!

The change from the dark to day
The change from the earth to heaven
is all divine they say
But HE made it always happen
Changed the music's bay

The beating beat is no more now
The missing beat is left...
The landing note was not his note
The death was not in his hand
He is the spirit of 'Never Land'