Between Two Silences

This ghazal dwells in the space of uncertainty—between leaving and staying, knowing and not knowing. The beloved’s absence suspends time itself, turning silence into the only honest reply. It is a poem of quiet endurance, where love survives not as direction, but as presence.

No road invites my leaving, no wish asks me to stay,

My heart hangs between two silences, worn and gray.

You left—and it feels the world paused just for me,

Time stands beside my gaze, stripped of certainty.

The night is crowded with questions shaped like you,

I answer them with silence—the only truth I knew.

Though you slipped away from every plan I drew,

Your name remains my closest, clearest clue.