Yesternight's Dream Poem by Fatima Zehra

You were in dark blue.
My favourite.
Eyes closed.
I came and kissed your both eyes.
You tried to hold my hand from my wrist
But I stepped back.
Then I left the room,
and saw you texting me.
You were being sorry,
about something that I don't remember.
You were in my home;
you were feeling a little upset;
you were not talking to me;
I don't remember, why...
Then you set alarm to sleep for a while.
My eyes woke up.
It was a dream; it was a dream I came to know.