To prove love for these
Hate is offered to those. And those have lost their voices
For who will hear the dead in heart?
 
And those they depart in peace
To be in peace
 
Soon
Those are forgotten
Unlike the Phoenix,
Never to rise from ashes
This is the history of man’s life
Used
Abused
Bruised
And discarded to die
 
I will leave quietly
Hoping it will not rain
On the day ahead
When I will leave in silence
My heart a song without a melody
My life creating a new format
My days ahead promising me a flower garden
Nurtured to flourish
Gaining my love even now