You Were A Dream To Me Poem by Asma Khan

Your dream came to me so true,
as if you touched me again with your love

Your words struck me like arrows,
like falling on an empty, barren field

Your memories embraced my heart,
with growing sorrows and pain

Your silence poked all unspoken words,
that tore my wishes' feathers apart

Your departure took my soul away,
as if I buried myself in your grave

Your love taught me to hate,
for my heart is dead and barren now

Your ignorance took me to the doorstep of ego,
just like strangers meet and part

Your presence touched my dreams and broke them,
like falling stars of desire burn on their way to life