Hello, readers! I’d like to present you with another poem inspired by a dream I had two nights ago. As to the contents of the dream, I’ll leave that to your imagination. I confess that I feel a bit anxious to post this as it shows my more vulnerable side, which I don’t particularly like to expose. But, that’s the beauty of poetry.
I’d like to share a bit about my relationship with poetry. The start was rather hideous. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t compose a poem with decent rhythm, so I gave up. As I grew older and my writing skills improved, I found that I just had to find the beat of my own inner music, and composing became easier. Today, whenever I’m particularly inspired, I write a poem about it. I’m no professional, and my rhythm is still a bit rough. But, I know I have it in me, and I’ll definitely keep practicing.
I saw you last night, when day faded away.
You took me in your arms.
You held me and we swayed.
You smiled down at me, taken by your charms.
I returned your beaming glance.
My heart was beating steadily, yet sounding wild alarms.
You wouldn’t let me go; I stayed throughout the dance.
Your warmth, in turn spread through me.
When it came to my loving heart, you wouldn’t take the chance.
Then, the dance faded, but I was left with glee.
I was given a blessing.
It was a glimpse of you and me.