Secluded....

Songs of the nightingales
In my mind they slay 
In the evening before dusk
They sing me with love
Unknown of my seclusion
They help me get rid of it
But only until dusk
Before the dawn
They seclude me 
And make way to home
But they are kind
Certainly than the mankind
They don't speak at my back
They at least meet me 
Let me enjoy their song 
And let me sing along 
With a smile on face 
Sparkled eyes with joy 
They at least let me in 
Into their life 
Just for a while 
Which is totally enough
But the mankind is cruel
They seclude me 
Due to a mark on my dignity
That's their myth 
They fake chatter 
None of them have courage 
To utter the truth 
A sad mark in the mankind
They left by themselves 
But the day is near
To wipe off my tears 
And stand up in rage 
Take revenge with grudges
Towards the "blacksmiths"
Good at making up words 
Rather than swords and weapons 
They'll be secluded 
The way I was.....