Min Min Chua


Ballet Dreams - Poem by Min Min Chua

I still remember those days,

where I struggled through thick and thin.

Thinking whether there would be a tomorrow for me,

or would there not be?



I looked at my Mum for one last time

begging and pleading her not to leave,

Her words with no sincerity,

as she harshly said, ''I'm sorry.''



And now I have succeeded,

I've proved myself to her.

As I stand on stage, those memories come back,

the tears couldn't be held back



My mind in turmoil, not knowing what to do,

I think of the obstacles I've gone through

This is it, I told myself,

and I stood on en pointe.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

I delicate this very special (and my first) poem to all girls aspiring to become ballerinas. Please do not feel afraid to pursue your dreams because of your parents' opposition! When there is a will, there is a way.

Comments about Ballet Dreams by Min Min Chua

  • (5/20/2012 1:55:00 PM)


    Wonderful poem, fantastic... I love the way you ended it on the last verse.. Really put so much interest

    The_African_Son
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 20, 2012



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