One fine day
no more oxygen needed for me
no more food feeded for me
no more physical relationships exists
no more natural smile seen
even silk bed cannot bear with me
no palace can give me shelter
no assets can make me alive...
no cosmetics can make beautiful
no lipstick can bring back my smile
no eyelashes can open my eyes
nothing can make my cells reborn..

liked hearts starts weeping
loved hearts starts...