You know I had this dream last night,
Where it was you and me
I had never met you in reality
because you were just a dream
growing in my head and flourishing in my heart.
And I fell in love with you
Not the kind that they show in movies
But the kind that happens to you when you are 16 and stupid.
But it was all a dream
And reality played the game of blindfold with me.
You never existed
Just like the blue roses in the Kashmir Valley
That people thought about and wished they were for real.
The curtain of this expectation rose,
Not to the claps and cheers of my heart
But with the tearing and jeering of my soul instead.
And I lay there in my old torn crimson gown
Still waiting and hoping
For dawn to pour a bowl of sunshine on me
And I waited and waited a little more….