Their Final Dreams

Those tired and toiled emigrants Finally lost all their dreams completely Simply because they had tough circumstances To cross by sea, by land, and by air Into those dreamy lands They looked for and They waited for endlessly, but In vain only... Their dreams got broke horribly and They got scattered into invisible individuals Anywhere and everywhere... Their lost their houses, their properties, and All they had owned before... Their hopes turned into nightmares Simply because of losing their confidence In the world around them... Love turned into hate of Everyone and everything around them... The world had neglected them Without any remorse... Those poor emigrants turned into Silent pictures and They turned into stories and into tales In others' big mouths... They got ended in body and in soul... Life turned them into a big mess In a messy world... Endless sufferings and permanent pains Chased them in addition to what Encountered them here and there... Some of them are still alive while they are dead... Some other emigrants passed away Calmly, silently, and sadly... All dreams got turned into foams As if they were not anytime... ______________________________________________________________________