And I dance

I feel so light tonight
Like I shouldn't dance
That too up here
On terrace
Am aware of the
Poisonous smog.
But I just can't stay inside
Day n night.
And it is so crucial
This coming out
Atleast at night.
But the eyes burn now
So do my heartbeat
That I can still feel.
But I so love to dance.
Hence I dance.
I have the power from inside.
No PMS can harm me so.
No destruction more than
Self destruction.
That's why
Am not afraid.
And I dance
Jumping.
My legs' sweep
Rotate forming archs
Half the round
And then I hop
More upwards
Than ever coming back.
But the landing is still smooth
Still on my toes.
And I sit closing my eyes
Thumping my hands
From air till my shoulders
Thrusting them on beats.
I intake an anecdote
Some smoke.
Along with fog.
And I release it all
Like attacking the army
Outside.
Alas! It's all the same
Either sides of the boundary.
We are humans.
Meant to be made of love.
All I see
Is a diseased society.
I feel the pain.
I ignore it.
Dance to make my self happy.
Am I being selfish?
Should I plant a tree?
Or maybe blame government?
Or pray to the Western disturbances
To stop being
The constant foe?
Maybe I should blame the neighbours
For burning their waste
Without bothering about us?
Meanwhile we all suffer
While blaming each other.
No. I say no.
Let's just sit down.
Try taking a breath.
Look inside yourself.
Realise where we have come to.
So I dance in this moment.
Sending some happy vibes
To the universe.
Not careless though.
But aware yet oblivious.
For life is short to change everything.
But if I work on myself
I change what is in it
For me.