I thought our love was eternal
I thought our love was forever
then I had a dream
where you no longer knew me
*
you told me –
that you’d recognize me
if I was a blooming flower
or a graceful tree
or a crystal clear refrain
from a beloved song of long ago
*
I was a blooming flower
you didn’t notice my beauty
I was a graceful tree
you just kept on walking by
I was a crystal clear refrain
but you no longer knew the words
*
Would you perhaps recognize me
as a different blooming flower?
as another graceful tree?
as a crystal clear refrain of a new song?
*
I became a chrysanthemum
you were searching for a rose
I was an apple tree
you were gazing at a birch
I was a sweet old song
you heard a pulsating beat
*
you made me into a wilting daisy
a sad and weary oak tree
an old-fashioned love song
and left me behind
as you went on your way
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How will you recognize me
when in my dream you don’t even know me?
About the Creator
Rasma Raisters
My passions are writing and creating poetry. I write for several sites online and have four themed blogs on Wordpress. Please follow me on Twitter.
Comments (2)
I liked your poem. These lines particularly: "I became a chrysanthemum you were searching for a rose I was an apple tree you were gazing at a birch" Isn't it interesting how different someone we know (and even love) in our waking lives can become something completely different in dreams?!
Very beautifully written. I enjoyed this poem.