Echoes of Absence
Exploring Resilience, Community, and the Liminal Spaces of Existence in Poetry
By SanaPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
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Yusuf was not there, but he came to the market
The good news was that the buyers came
Hum Kajada Chirag that whenever the wind blows
Leaving the niches, they came to the top of the wall
Then it happened like this, leaving me in the dead
All the foragers came to the court
Now there is no courage in the heart, nor in the weak
Now my friends have come
Life was silenced every time it gave voice
We were so simple-hearted that we came every time
Faraz, who loved the sunlight
They also came under the shadow of the wall
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