A quiet morning never came Only echoes knew our names Night fell low, the city froze in place Dust in the air, silence in every space Smiles remained on broken walls The day moved on but the memory calls The wind repeats what hearts can’t hide Even silence learns to cry Your voices live in empty rooms In hollow halls and quiet glooms The earth was cold, the morning late Not only grief, the weight of wait Half-open doors, no footsteps near A cup grew cold still waiting here Questions rose, no answers came Only “if only” stayed the same Under the dust tomorrow sleeps Inside my chest your echo breathes Your voices live in empty rooms In fading frames and silent tunes This isn’t rage, it’s what remains Of all the help that came too late A city sleeps, remembrance remains A life may fade, a name remains
