In the silence of the whispered night,
Where once laughter danced in delight,
Now echoes of forgotten dreams reside,
As shadows of trust slowly subside.

Promises woven in the tapestry of time,
Unraveled threads in a silent mime,
A bewafa dost with a hidden face,
Leaves footprints in an empty space.

The warmth of friendship turned to frost,
In the cold winds, a bond is lost,
Yet memories linger like autumn’s leaves,
In the heart that silently grieves.

In the journey through forgotten paths,
We search for solace in the aftermath,
A tale of loyalty that slipped away,
In the quiet dawn of a fading day.