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LOST GLANCES

  • Writer: أنور غني الموسوي
    أنور غني الموسوي
  • Oct 30, 2025
  • 1 min read

How can those glances remain in my heart?

They touch my soul so lightly.

I am now but a shadow of those glances,

so do not try to see my face.

Glances like sunlight and birdsong.

Speak a little, for silence kills everything.

If it weren't for this terrible silence,

 all this sadness would not have happened.

A silence behind which lost glances hide,

And killed dreams.

 
 
 

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