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Aamir Salam

Abstract Drama Fantasy

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Aamir Salam

Abstract Drama Fantasy

Ephemeral Glow of a Forgotten Dream

Ephemeral Glow of a Forgotten Dream

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I wandered alone through that forsaken hall,

Where silence whispered shadows against the wall.

She stood, a figure carved in fading light,

A vision framed in time’s eternal flight.


Her frock—pale pink, with roses drawn in gold,

Spun stories of a love that once was told.

Embroidery of silver traced her grace,

A fairy born from heaven’s tender space.


The lecture passed, yet something lingered near,

A glow, a warmth, a presence pure and clear.

She shone like stars within a restless sky,

Her gaze a promise, silent as a sigh.


I met her then in dreams where time dissolves,

Where fate, like night, around our hearts revolves.

Her eyes—so deep, so full of soft despair—

Carved fleeting pictures of a love laid bare.


Yet all was transient, like a fading dream,

A fleeting moment, lost within the stream.

She stands, a stranger now, so far from me,

Her image etched in endless memory.


For what is love, if not a passing flame,

A spark that burns, yet leaves no trace but name?

Now gone, like all things destined to depart,

She lingers only in the chambers of my heart.


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