When I think about the departed love ones
I surely hope for life after death.
When I can't escape the reminiscence of a lonely mind
I surely hope for life beyond this breath

There must be a place for the Bliss and wretched
Maybe it call heaven or hell.
Or Maybe there are far better places
Mysteries we can't tell.

There must be a powerful supreme being
Who love His creation.
There must be a way to unite them in love
Though Atheist say it an illusion.

Then I stop to ask myself
What if Earth is our home and never realized it.
Aimless search for beauty and perfection
Blindly we criticize it.

All alone lost in my thoughts
Would I ever see again my love ones?