A shadow lingers though the light has gone. I walk alone, though I once belonged. Close was your voice, yet far was your heart. We stood together, still worlds apart. I burned in silence, turned to gold, Yet you cast me off—uncared, cold. I reached for truth, found only pain, Loved you through loss, loved you in vain. Your absence echoes, sharp and deep, Even in dreams, I cannot sleep.
Shafiq Nohor is a versatile writer and content creator from Bangladesh. He excels in storytelling, blogging, and playwriting. His work appears in national newspapers and explores diverse topics, from personal reflections to in-depth analyses. Nohor's contributions to Bangladeshi literature and culture are significant.