Her Life

Her hands are warm

But her heart is cold

Although everywhere is fire

But her soul is at blizzard

The storm is getting stronger

To astray her longer

White flags are now in her hands

Not to give up but to hold on

The sucking wars, the pains, the miseries

In the middle of all, she never goes down

Stands on her feet keep up her face

Her eyes carry a volcano of misery

Her smile discloses all divine sorrows

But no one knows that she borrows

Every breath along with the sighs

Still, she will seek for all things to refine