Silent Past


Silent Past

By Omar Saleem - 26/05/2025


Our dream was to see a sunset and a sunrise.

Each day departed, and I held onto my dream.

The sunset fell, reflecting on the tears like streams.

The days came and departed; as sunrises and sunsets passed,

Yet our dream didn’t come to last.

My heart fell into darkness as I watched the sun’s onset,

Left in the silent past… the memory stayed, never reset,

Carved in my heart as a distant silhouette.



Omar Saleem © www.saleem.uk