Reverie ( Poetry about letting go of your dreams )

I hit the note perfectly ,
Can’t help myself from falling for
something most ardently ,
I tried hard failed even worst
I tried to run from the window
down the street ,
My own forte felt like
foreign aesthete ,
Aside the lake behind
all the colourful flowers ,
I know I know I have
wasted days I can not
let go at the night hours ,
You know it’s sad tragedy ,
I have to let go my muse my reverie.

We had to play the perfect
note by one – by – one ,
I was thinking about my
everlasting love ,
I do have regrets but
I am mid of an orchestre ,
A thought came up almost
alluring completely out of this world ,
I went to the moon using
the ladder ,
Lake was left dry and colourful
flowers never grew because
unscented flowers invaded ,
But wrote the verse and I won the charade ,
I wrote the verse and I won the charade ,
Slowly I was brought back to reality ,
It felt in vain it felt forgone ,
My soul losts it’s music to
conductor’s baton ,
It wasn’t end it was start of all
the unending misery ,
When you let go your muse ,
Let go the reverie.

Thank You for reading !