The darkest hour of my life
Was the spring’s hottest night
When I watched a dream in excite
That dream in my memory is still bright
I was on a constructive site
It was full of glooming and sparkling light
The stars on the sky were glowing
The harsh wind was also blowing
Someone called up my name
I to myself ran to find any place
After running I saw a height
Where people were in anger and fight
Seeing this I felt my breathe tight
And exactly at the corner of my right
There was black cat’s; staring eye
Looking deep, behind my sight
I felt like it was saying me something to write
She came near to me and get ready to bite
I closed my eyes, a soft hand touched me
I shouted and sudden woke up
Mom was near to me holding my hand
Saying “Dear it was nothing, just a dream”
just a dream of night and the way of telling the story is every nice
just a dream of night and the way of telling the story is every nice
Wow nice rhymin nightmare poem. Enjoyd readin. Tnx 4 yor coment.
I found this cute. You began really well, the rhythm was nice, but just to keep up with the rhyme, you gave up on the good start. Try to rewrite these two lines especially, I to myself ran to find any place I felt like it was saying me something to write And it is got ready to bite.
A nightmare dissolved by motherly touch so heavens saved you...and that horrible vision made you write a very descriptive verse.
Great picturisation of dream...a sweet and lovely poem: -) do read my poems and comment if you find them worth.
Use your dreams to make your poetry and a infinite path with words will open to you We are drops of dreams night
Fatima, Your description of a horror dream is frightning; but pleasantly, your dream ended by your mom's hand.Nice poem for a 16 year old.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very nicely expressed fatima............ well done........