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