Last night you held me in your arms awhile,
On silk and lace we entwined.
But when I awoke this morning,
I was very sad to know it came only in my mind.
The dream was the same yet different.
Your eyes - they were so blue,
But something hung in the mist,
In that dream of me and you.
I remember how you held me,
Your touch gentle and so light.
I thought we were together,
All through the night.
I awakened to find I was dreaming,
And sadly tears fell anew,
To think it hadn't really happened,
I was really not with you....
Hi Lesa, Yes this is really sad and an emotional poem. You write with pensive sadness. It was an excellent honest poem. Take care.
The dreams of the night for the lonely sorrow of the day. Well done from the heart.
hmm wonderful. a poem i can relate to. those are the kinds of dreams u don' wanna wake up from. keep up! i lov it.
This is so beautiful and yet so very sad - dreams are such a wonderful place to return to those moments and the memories that will remain always lost in a dreamspace. Charmaine x
Dreams capture us in our most vulnerable state... the awakening is often the worst part of the experience. A sad/sweet write, Lesa...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very good poem, few people know what it is like to wake up from a beautiful dream, into a terrible nightmare, but the feeling is captured here