The Nightmare Light Poem by Danielle Schneider

That holy dream- that holy dream,
While all the world were chiding.
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam,
A lonely spirit guiding.

In the darkest nights,
When the land is shroud covered.
Out to play come the frights,
That holy dream- that holy dream.

Out upon a moon lit stroll,
In the trees look like a monster hiding.
Is really just a prancing fowl,
While all the world were chiding.

From inside my mind I run,
In the darkest time in quarantine.
I see your face shine through a ray of sun,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam.

For you I would face my inner demon,
Where it lurks inside priding.
For without you I'd come undone,
A lonely spirit guiding.



A/N: This is actually a poem I had to write for my writer's craft class, we had to use four lines of an existing poem, and go into more detail... So, the first stanza are the lines I used from Edgar Allen Poe's 'A Dream'

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