Frost wrote silence on my name,  

Every breath spells it pain  

which I thought ceased to exist.  

I wear the scars unseen,  

numb and hurt from inside.  

Oh, I traveled a path long  

Through the wilderness of doubts.  

That grew thick and dense.

Seasons came and left at their own pace.  

In front of my dried gaze.  

I survived winter and summer's rage,  

Longing for spring to last in my dreams

Battling for dawn.  

Seeking fragrance of joy abound.

A gentle hush awakened me within.  

I claim to thrive in the beauty of life.  

Embers sparkled beneath the page.  

My pulse revived out of stillness.  

Because life is one and beautiful,  

I shall give no power to others to ruin

Become like a river which flows effortlessly,  

Carving hope on rocks  

before it mingles into the vastness of the ocean.  

15.04.2026