A Sad Night Dream Poem by Julie Anjani

My hero appeared me again, - in night dream today:
He ran his strong hand gently through the girl's long hair,
Looked into eyes with longing, - suddenly a tear
Did sparkle at the edge of his lashes, causing disarray.

My heart did tremble, stirring peace of sleeping in this way.
I felt a warmth of his palm on my cheek quite clear.
Shocked, I woke up and sat in stupor's atmosphere,
Until the dark night sky lit up with very first dawn's ray.

Although, I dreamed of someone's image till this now-a-day -
It was first time I saw the face in front of me so near.
A thought struck me: I know those eyes well from somewhere!
But what the voices of sad dreams are doing try to say?


30.01.2023 04: 30