Last Dance

by aDORKable x3   May 27, 2007


It was the last dance of Senior year -
The air was spiked with hidden fear.
No one knew what tomorrow would bring;
No one knew about anything.

As the music played, notes hanging in the air,
Everyone danced, without a having a care.
The night was young, the moment, right -
Time just stopped putting up a fight.

Everyone was happy, but inside, they were scared -
Knowing in the big world, not everyone cared.
But for one night, all their troubles were washed away;
They couldn't wait to celebrate their special day.

Two kids were separated, away from the rest -
Their eyes were locked, they looked their best.
It was the last of their high school days;
They both had so much to do and so much to say.

Freshman year, they were too afraid to talk;
He'd just stroll by her and he would gawk.
Sophomore year, he finally said hello,
But at that point, he had been too slow.

Junior year came, and Junior year went -
Wishing that she knew what she meant.
But again, he let her go, wishing he didn't,
How was he supposed to show something that hidden?

Finally, he had his chance, and his chance was now;
He just hoped that it was something she'd allow.
The music was playing as he caught her eyes across the room;
He knew he had to make his move, and soon.

He went over to her and asked for her hand -
She looked in his eyes and she did understand.
She had admired him, but never did tell;
She was so broken and afraid of farewells.

He held her close and they finally were two,
No more needed to be said, it was all true.
So at the end of the line, he finally had his chance,
As the deejay played the music to the Last Dance.

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  • 17 years ago

    by xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex

    Aweee that's so sweet!
    I was like "Crap, this is about sex." But it wasn't! Imagnie my relief!

    This was unique and well written; I really enjoyed it and I enjoyed the fresh new taste of a story told differently.
    It was a cute story, as well. Nicely, nicely done.
    Thank you so much (for being your own). =]

    xTheEcstasyofSuicidex 5.5

  • 17 years ago

    by .K.i.T.t.Y.

    I liked what was told in this poem, obviously.

    Congrats on winning. =]

  • 17 years ago

    by dollwithafrown

    The rhyming of this poem was excellent. I was really impressed. I like how the poem went through different years, as if telling a full story, from start to finish.

    "Everyone danced, without a having a care." = '...without having a care.' Edit out that extra 'a'.

    Wonderful job. :]

  • 17 years ago

    by IdTakeABulletForYou

    Hanging in the air, = hung in the air

    deejay = D.J. (No one says "deejay" any more =])

    I found my attention span disappated after the first few verses. I don't really know why, lol... maybe it's because I've been doing so many comments and so many poems, it's been getting tiring, but I will try not to let that affect the comment. As I went on, I noticed how beautiful the flower was beside the computer ... lol, just kidding, no the poem was truly wonderful, I suggest cutting down on the preface-like introduction and get to the action moreso before the beginning, but that is, of course, up to you... I know I have made the same error too, and I can be pretty stubborn as well so I would understand if you disagreed with me. Also, I was impressed with the flow and the rhyme scheme. It looked as if you put a lot of care into this poem, and it shows. You did really well with the punctuation, and your syllabication is off in some places, but is otherwise beautiful. Wonderful job on this poem.

    5/5
    ~Stephen White

  • 17 years ago

    by BREEawNUHH

    Wow. I absolutely loved this. It's beautiful in every aspect. The vocabulary, the imagery, everything.

    5/5.