Poem
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What Light Remains When The World Grows Loud
A lyrical poem for those who move through a loud age with an older kind of grace, carrying feeling without spectacle and strength without cruelty. Continue reading
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The Quiet Shape of You
A love poem about the kind of affection that does not need spectacle to prove its depth. Continue reading
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Another Take
I wrote this on a day when the city felt finished with me and I felt finished with it. There’s no revelation here. Just fatigue, awareness, and the dull pressure of continuing anyway. It’s about staying conscious long enough not to lie to yourself. Continue reading
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the day forgot my name
I wrote this while moving forward without a clear reason to do so. It stays with dislocation, endurance, and the pressure of existing without instruction. Nothing resolves here. I don’t arrive anywhere. I keep going because stopping feels like a worse lie. Continue reading
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Yearning for the Edge of Freedom
Have you ever felt the pull of the horizon, the quiet whisper of freedom just beyond reach? Yearning for the Edge of Freedom captures the longing to break free, to chase the untamed and unknown. A poetic journey of desire and liberation—dare to step closer? Continue reading
Shayan Afzal 