Planted a rose on your grave,

Not my remorse, but pure satisfaction.

Say hello to the day as dark swept over your eyes,

I mean no hate just started a path,

Denied your truth so I would last,

Followed my feet till it led me to a better place

And I’m moving on

I found my way

To see where I begin,

The path before me was once plagued

But washed away the sin to  journey on,

Still people of past knocking,

Rather them I wish forget,

Input not needed,

To confuse my thoughts and vacate my need,

A book with burnt pages can never be read but renewed,

Yet every new shall tweak the pages,

says the delta of my thought s

and the dreams that do taunt me

I do go away

They say I could never do

Now I see it through,

Lift the pencil with decision that saves.

Forget about me for I am long gone,

These are not a glorious song,

But still until the waking day,

 like a phoenix raise from the grave