Some say too old and ugly, some say she was brave
But by God I admire her for being unafraid
she stood on the stage like stark naked
bared her soul for all to see
She cared not what the eyes of scorn said
too many years wasted with negative talk in her head
she had so little time left to express herself
suppressed herself, for too many years
she choked back her desire to be beautiful
to be a gazelle, slim, dancing as soft as the breeze
why not more than dream for all that she wished for?
40 is not to late, the clock ticks
and her heart can't wait
to express the feelings bottled deep down inside
tea towel tossed to the side, shackles broken free 
cajoled by the haunting sounds of the exotic east
her soul is called to dance to the sand-dune beats
she rises above ordinary, boring housewife
for her lounge room audience awaits!
being the Queen of Egypt, crowned in pharonic gold
leave the Hoover and bathroom cleaners
they have had their hey-day
she has now started to live her life
and dance for the rest of her days!

Dum, dum taka tak
looks like I'm outta luck
the belly dancer can't dance tonight
she started her entrance 
with such stage presence
her costume ever so bright
she shimmed her hips, 
puckered up her lips
and went to blow me a kiss
bent down very sexily
bounced up unexpectedly
and somehow lost her top !!
dum dum taka tak
the bellydancer lost her top!
I laughed so hard I thought I would break
my face was a river of tears
my sides felt burst and my face felt cramped
At the unfortunate fate for her
So now when I see an ad for free
bellydancer at restaurant tonight
I think of this time, this very funny time
that had me with drastic stitches
Dum,dum taka, tak
how I love to laugh it up
when the dancer hasn't a top
'cause life seems so much better 
when things don't go by the letter
and surprises you big time instead !

'Leila the Desert Dancer'
Leila’s cascading locks as dark as the night
Framed and bejeweled in the evening light
Her golden coins tinkle and chime as she moves
Mysteriously, through the desert sands
 like a serpent uncoiling to the ancient mizmar
Writhing and gliding sensuously to the ancient sounds, of the Middle East

Her hips pounding out the drums of the saiidi beat

Weaving her way around by the firelight, her bare feet

sifts through the sand, gypsy-like,

happy smiles and carefree

she dances with heart-felt passion

for you and me

bringing joy and happiness to all that see

Calling out come, come dance with me....
 

by Ishtar ©  2008

She came down like a Goddess from above 
Orit Maftsir is made of liquid love
The sunbeams gave her their smile
to touch many hearts across the miles
The silvery moon gave her luminous skin
like the pale moonlight seen late at night
Our twinkling stars collected their light
and dusted her eyes so that they would twinkle at night, and sparkle and sparkle as her eyes creased up with that sunny smile
Than Archangel Michael brought forth a piece of God's own heart
kissed it and planted it in her heart
than the Angels said Orit, Orit we name you
your name means light in ancient Hebrew
let your light out as you dance the floor
Give people wings and open doors
spread your loving energy whenever you spin
with a couple of cheeky hip rolls and a sultry pose, let your snake like arms and perfect hands move the air like shifting sands
You are a Sun Goddess incarnate from above
sent to earth on a mission on 'how to love'
Because for you there is no holding back
your love and emotion is clearly seen as you gracefully move to the celestial music or
Egyptian groove, you are elegant, cheeky
nothing short of very sexy
but most of all you give us your soul
when the music plays and you begin to dance!
we sit spellbound, in a trance
and drink in the essence of your light
for you are far more than a beautiful sight
Orit, Orit send out your light...