Poetry and Me.. Really?




Till I turned 23, poetry and I have had an inverse relationship.
Never really understood how people write them.
How could they portray their emotions so beautifully?
Let me tell you, I consider myself creatively dumb.
I have had many friends; fellow bloggers who write wonderful poems, such that give you peace, make you feel content.

Now, recently I had feelings for this girl I knew.
But like a dramatic sequence or whatever you call it, she likes someone else.
That didn’t stop me from telling her what I felt about her.
So one day whilst playing a stupid game i got a dare to write some lines about her.
Knowing I could never be with her, I came up with a title, and spilled my emotions in those lines.

I thus agree that poetry is really a spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings.
Here is the poetry (I think it’s a poetry) I wrote during that stage.
It’s called as “That’s the Dream”

Some lines showing what the dream is for me when I’m with you.
Hope you like it.
THAT’S THE DREAM
To close my eyes and think about you.
That’s the dream!
To be in your presence, and be loved like never before.
That’s the dream!
To swim in your eyes whilst you look at me with love.
That’s the dream!
To cherish every moment we spend together like it’s my last.
That’s the dream!
To walk hand in hand, with you by my side.
That’s the dream!
To wake up, and find you by my side.
Oh!
 That’s the dream!

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