P/N: I have never written a poem like this until yesterday and now here it is I got the idea of it after reading some heart-breaking poetry the other day. Do let me know in the comments what kind of feeling it reflects.
I run for him
He runs away from me
I pray for him
He still stays away from me
In my dream,
I'm walking down the aisle
He's standing there, waiting for me
Suddenly, I'm not the one walking to him
But a 'beauty'; that I never had in me
I open my eyes and realize
Maybe my chance is not over
My phone rings, I pick up.
He asks, 'Can I come over?'
I question myself, 'Why isn't he running away from me?'
Then I open my eyes and see that this was the dream!
~Muniba Rehman Irfan~
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