Echoes of the Same
Every ending felt the same.
I whispered soft into my pain,
Hoping love would still remain.
But every hug turned into strain,
And all the sunshine wept like rain.
I held on tight but not in vain,
Even silence knew my chain.
He left, and all that did remain
Was me—alone, again the same.
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Mahmood Afridi
I write about the quiet moments we often overlook — healing, self-growth, and the beauty hidden in everyday life. If you've ever felt lost in the noise, my words are a pause. Let's find meaning in the stillness, together.
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