That spark in your vacant eyes
Reveals beneath the grave lies
The flames in your silent cries
Can burn down the seven skies
The calmness in your ravaged soul
Can forge the diamond from a coal
The ecstasy which grief has stole
Is worth it to achieve heavens goal
Your decieved heart behind pleasures
Hides benevolence precious than treasures
The taunts you've let your esteem injure
Will surge your honour in the resurrection measure
The dreams that have betrayed you to nightmares
Will enlighten you to own the wars against fears
While choking on your lethal tears
You'd vainly be wasted by allure beers
While wandering for the unseen
You'll fall in love with the Lord of your being
Yet to you the stars would sing
While the world mourns over your autumn, unaware of the immortal spring
-nabiha...