The winds carried a distilled odour of burning dreams
The darkness swept in
Like a blanket of unknown vapours
Taking over the seas
Engulfing anything and everything in their ways.
The darkness of the new moon night
With the twinkling stars
The smog of
The unsung songs
Waiting to be released from everyone’s hearts.
The silence spread through the world
In an instant
Like a silence of
The worst wars
The broken love
The fallen rose
The dying candle
The frozen teardrop
Every voice that’s trying to find a way out of everyone’s lips.
While those who are lost to the monsters
Are sent off with a coin to pay the ferryman
With, in their bags,
Of their loved ones' faces
And their last moments
Snatched in a blink by the madman.
The world remains broken and yet
Unified and stronger at the same time
The only way to fight this terror
Is to remember
The dreams of those
Who can no longer chase them.
Our love for
The faces of those stronger
To step forward to save others.
The names of those courageous
To lose their life saving others'.
The sun that still rises,
The birds that still sing,
The wind that still blows,
The oceans that still roar,
No matter what
We remain courageous, tolerant and loving.