Adnan Shafi

Joined July 2022

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MY FATHER TAUGHT ME
My Father Taught Me My father taught me, not just with words, but through the quiet weight of his presence, the subtle shaping of his actions.
By Adnan Shafiabout a year ago in Poets
THE FADING ECHOES OF ZAFAR
In the graphic vale of Kashmir, where the mountains wore a cloak of snow and the gutters sang songs of eternal beauty, a youthful boy named Zafar lived with dreams bigger than the towering peaks around him. He grew up in an antique vill, girdled by the warmth of his family and the bite of a worried land. Zafar became the youthful of four siblings and the apple of his mama ’s eye. He'd a curious spirit and a heart that beat for poetry and adventure.
By Adnan Shafiabout a year ago in Writers
I THINK OF SOMEONE ELSE
I think of someone else, someone else thinks of me The head mirror is my reflection, so the mirror is someone else If I am in someone's hand, then I am in someone's prayer
By Adnan Shafiabout a year ago in Poets