Ballroom Dance

The shimmering light of the chandeliers

And the colourful flowers here and there

Made the ballroom a maiden’s dream

But the men pouring in, were from some medieval stream.

 All men wearing sleek Raymond suits

And posing with sophistication in woodland boots

But all re-colouring the whole room sepia

Unshaved and shabby; they pile up my dilemma.

Not one handsome knight

To break my cold feet plight

Not one striking gentleman

Suitable for this prince charming fan!

But there he enters like a gallant king

Clean shaved, McDreamy and super dashing

One glance and him and all ladies swoon

But he comes up to me with a cheesy woo

We dance all night in the artificial moonlight

While the ancient men play with thier stubble in spite

But not one of them scores a damsel for the eve

If only they had known, the secret was to shave.

I stared at the bright loving eyes of my crush

Who smiled like a rose, every time I blushed

His clean shaven look bowled me over

Wish I could sway in his strong arms forever.

The other ladies looked on, with envy in their eyes

Waiting for just a dance beneath the candled sky

While giving the retro crowd a cold weird pass

But this night was like a dream for me, at last!

-Vaisakhi Mishra

Something funny after ages!!!

P.S. - This post is part of Protest Against Smelly Stubble Activity in association with Blogadda, India's favorite blogging community

Also I was tagged by Ankit Jain for the contest. I tag Amrit, Sarah, Namrota and Bushra for the contest.