Join the Neopoet online poetry workshop and community to improve as a writer, meet fellow poets, and showcase your work. Sign up, submit your poetry, and get started.
Jun 10, 2010
⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)
The Last Waltz
She lay in her death bedAs tears fill her eyesStriken with cancerShe's now paralyzed She asks for her husbandTo sit by her sideHe kneels down to comfortHis bedridden bride She says she'd give anythingJust to have one more chanceTo know what it feels like To dance He turns on the radioAnd takes her by the handHe holds her in his armsFor she can no longer stand As the music is playingHe carries her highHer feet off the floorShe can almost fly Her eyes begin closing As they spin round and roundShe feels like a princessWho's missing her crown She's smiling and cryingIn her euphoric tranceShe knows what it feels likeTo dance
— Whiskurz, Jun 10, 2010
Share this poem
Critiques
magics02
15 years 12 months ago
Very nice here
sharon-rose
15 years 12 months ago
I like this
scribbler
15 years 12 months ago
waltz