THE LOST

Every time the rain falls down

Every time the sun gets buried beneath the ground

The memories of lost

Resuscitate the wounds.........

In this lone world they left us alone

Alone in the way to home

Their truancy gives the feeling of desolation

Their presence was not anecdote

But now their life obfuscation...

They're not here but still in mind

Not in the world

But hope, I still can find

THE LOST...