THE LAST PHOTOGRAPH
In the last photograph,
we are laughing at something
already forgotten.
I keep it facing down now —
some laughter
should not be framed.
DUST
Grief is only dust
that settles on everything
and refuses to be wiped away.
I have stopped cleaning.
Let it cover me.
Let it prove
you were here.
TRAIN
The train I never took
still leaves at midnight.
I hear its whistle
in every decision
I was too afraid to make.
Abuzar is a poet from Pakistan and the creator of bestsadpoetry.com, a free collection of sad poetry in Urdu and Roman Urdu with copy-ready verses and downloadable images. His poems explore heartbreak, longing, and the quiet strength of everyday grief.
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