With Closed Eyes..

There was a time…

when silence meant peace..

Now it is…

the only language left..

The years passed gently..

They took everything anyway..

The heart learned,

how to beat

without ever feeling alive..

Dreams did not shatter..

They simply stopped returning…

Morning still arrives..

It no longer brings light..

The world celebrates

another beginning..

Mine ended

without farewell…

Some burdens

have no name..

They become

the person carrying them…

Even memories,

grow tired

of remembering..

Hope never left;

It just forgot

where to find me…

Faith became

a quiet room

with no footsteps..

Still…

the sky remains,

the stars endure,

and somewhere beyond

what the eyes can hold,

there must be

a mercy

greater than grief..

Until then…

I will carry

this silence,

like a prayer

that forgot

its own words..

And these lines,

Dekh tujhe bas hai jeena..

Tera hona nazrana…

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