Sahir E Shafqat

Joined August 2025

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When the Mirror Forgets Your Face
The first time the mirror forgot me, I thought it was a trick of the light. I’d come home from a long shift at the bookstore, my hair damp from a sudden autumn storm, my bones carrying the heaviness of rain. The apartment was dark except for the faint orange streetlight bleeding through the kitchen blinds. I didn’t bother turning anything on—just headed to the bathroom, kicked the door shut, and reached for the sink.
By Sahir E Shafqat7 months ago in Horror
The Sound of My Mother’s Hands
The Sound of My Mother’s Hands How the quietest moments can echo the loudest in our hearts. When I was a child, my mornings began with sound. Not alarms, not the chatter of news anchors from the TV, but the music of my mother’s hands.
By Sahir E Shafqat7 months ago in Motivation
This Is How I Remember It
The sky was not blue, but the color of held breath, waiting for the courage to be released. Shadows leaned long across the road, as if they, too, had grown tired of carrying the day’s weight.
By Sahir E Shafqat7 months ago in Poets
The Road to the Big Sale
The Road of Rejection The wind whipped through the empty expanse, pulling at the edges of the man's rumpled suit and tugging at his loose tie. His briefcase swayed gently with each step, the papers spilling out just enough to reveal their worn edges. In the distance, the road stretched out, disappearing into the horizon, endless and devoid of life. His feet hit the pavement with a steady rhythm, and yet, despite the constant movement, he felt stuck in place. There was no escape from the road he had chosen. The road of rejection.
By Sahir E Shafqat7 months ago in Motivation