In the arena of the twilight,
I have heard the waves crashing against the shore,
The sky crying the tears of joy,
And the numbness still prevails.
The tranquil wind has witnessed the journey
Of the metamorphosis of life;
Hiding the passion in the eyes,
The curve has set the heart on fire.
The concocted emotions wail up,
With the curve setting straight.
Life's dynamism is reduced to the core,
As it starts to rain.
I have seen the ceaseless rain,
The ocean gearing to break free.
Pandemonium strikes the chord of the wind,
In the hope of a new day.