Shadows of Silent Love
our words fall quiet, lost in rhyme.
By Taimur KazmiPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
"Once bright with hope, now dim with time,
our words fall quiet, lost in rhyme.
A touch that lingered, warm and slow,
is just a memory’s faint glow.
Eyes once bright with fire’s spark,
now glance away, lost in the dark.
Promises made, soft and true,
fade like whispers in morning dew.
Where love once bloomed in shades of red,
now lingers only words unsaid."
About the Creator
Taimur Kazmi
Taimur Kazmi is a passionate storyteller and writer on vocal media, weaving tales that explore the depths of human emotions, love, and life’s complexities. With a flair for evocative narratives and poetic reflections.
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