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Darby Nigeria
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Lagos, Nigeria
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In Literature, Writing and Blogging 1 min read
Saiyaara
<p>Raindrops tapped secrets against the windows,</p><p>as if the world itself whispered,</p><p>“Pyaar dard hai (Love is pain),”</p><p>and I knew the weight of every note.</p><p><br/></p><p>I traced your ghost in crowded streets,</p><p>your laugh lingering in alleyways,</p><p>your absence spinning songs that sliced through the silence.</p><p><br/></p><p>My heart said Chhodo (Let it go),</p><p>my hands reached for shadows,</p><p>and yet I played the melody again,</p><p>over and over,</p><p>like prayers written on wet paper.</p><p><br/></p><p>Rain-soaked songs became confessions</p><p>of love I could not keep,</p><p>of hands I could not hold,</p><p>of dreams that fell apart in monsoon winds.</p><p><br/></p><p>Somewhere between memory and longing,</p><p>I learned that loss can be beautiful,</p><p>that even broken hearts</p><p>hold melodies worth enduring.</p>
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