I loved you with conditions unspoken,
Revered you with unwavering devotion.
Neither you valued my love, nor my emotions,
Every gesture of yours declared indifference in all situations.
All promises of yours were hollow inside,
Neither yesterday nor today were your intentions to abide.
In the darkness of solitude, every wish was lost,
Disgrace was spun in every scheme’s string.
How could you shun the faith I gave?
How could you cast aside what I craved?
In love, perhaps, my only crime, 
Was bearing your wounds a thousand times.
From ashes of trust, a thousand times,
Now let the world take this to heart,
Let no love split your soul apart.
Let no firm ignite any burns, 
Never let others take your place, not even once.
From love’s last ember, I rise—untouched by your deceitful dance.