As an observer, I sat,
being in shadows, in the background,
enjoying the gala, that unfolds,
announcing the arrival, of the notable.
Shimmering halls, bustling crowds,
exchanging greetings, electric atmosphere,
a vibrant ambience, echoing of laughter,
inside this convention center ballroom.
And I, being a phantom figure,
unseen, unheard, a silent watcher,
as the music flows, with loud beats,
I was seeing them engaging joyfully.
The stage was set, for our display,
with music, dances & advertisements,
audience encouraging the participants,
dignitaries were welcomed to the Dias.
They were involved, heart & soul,
bathed in the warmth of the event,
eyes sparkling, smile so bright,
a world that's dazzling, where I can't be...
As an observer, I felt relief,
not being a part, of their gathering,
yet, in shadows, my heart whispered...
Yearning for a connection, in the background.
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