The Solitary Whisper Poem by ABDUR RAHMAN NIROB

Unknown Soul

He belongs to no one's side,
Follows no one's word.
In a crowd of a thousand souls,
He walks alone,
Mingling with none but his own shadow.

Who laughed, who wept, who spoke —
It matters not to him.
He doesn't know them,
He knows only his Creator.

In his eyes, an unknown language,
No one dares to comprehend.
His words are not his message,
His silent presence speaks instead.
And his silence is the most terrifying thing.

Sometimes he smiles, sometimes stares afar,
No one knows why.
What he wants — only the Creator knows,
And he alone within.

Inside him, a silent rain of sorrow,
No one can hear.
He walks his path alone,
Even fate loses his way.

Mystery walks by his side,
And silence speaks for him.
No one can read his story,
Only his Lord and he know it fully.