-Arman Rashid
I hear whispers in the quiet of night,
soft voices that belong only to me.
They carry memories I cannot forget,
shadows of moments that still linger.
The wind hums a tune I once knew,
stirring the corners of my mind.
Every step I take answers a question
I have never dared to speak aloud.
My heart beats in gentle rhythms,
echoing stories the world cannot hear.
Pain and joy intertwine silently,
woven into the fabric of who I am.
I search for meaning in the empty spaces,
tracing the lines that life leaves behind.
Even the silence seems to answer me,
in ways words could never capture.
I walk beneath the stars, listening,
to the soft song that belongs to my soul.
It carries both my sorrow and hope,
reminding me that I am alive.
And in the stillness of night, I know:
my echoes will always find their way home.
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