First time I stepped into the sunken,
makes me wonder how life rolls in the struggle of anew environment.
People over here.. people over there..
seemingly someone’s curious about me,
same way I am to everybody.
After the twilight, friendship contemplates and
trust arises in the proximity of consciousness opening the chapters of a tale
ready to be aired live without any assurance of a happy ending.
Hellos and goodbyes keep on repeating,
weeping sounds of joy and sadness overflow,
and contentment seems to stay quiet.
No wonder life tends to be an astounding bomb..
nothing is permanent,
and there will only be one chance to have a sensible life,