MY POETIC DREAM

I was walking down the street

When I heard that catchy beat.

An imaginary guitar I strum

And then I began to hum.

 

I walked towards the beat

As I tap both my feet.

I formed few words in mind

And those together I combined.

 

I tried to make it rhyme

Even though it took  some time.

I rewound the lines in my  head

And continued to hum the beat as I read.

 

I skipped into me sweet home,

Which was pass the huge garden gnome.

Thinking about the lines, my way I lead

To write it down before I jumped into bed.

 

 

In the morning I sat to think,

But  even before I could blink,

In could feel my pen gliding

Across the paper deciding,

The way to end my song.

That`s when I heard a gong.

 

Suddenly my eyes I opened wide.

I looked around and sleepily sighed.

All this had just been a night`s dream

But then my eyes brightened up and began to gleam.

I had finally got a new poem with a interesting theme!