It’s the dawn, dawn of a new day
New feelings, fresh as the morning dew
sharp as being a hew.
Never felt before
Tumultuous as the seashore.
White blossoms of snow
Tranquil suns’ glow,
Heat and cold makes it flow.
Meandering river and the vast sea
Mingling together to further grow.
Clear blue sky
Dark clouds coming by.
Rays tearing apart the drops
Seven colours of the Bow crops.
Sensation so immense
Hard to shackle with a fence.
Very soon reality touches and,
Alice is out of the wonderland.
Conversation still overdue
Time so near to bid adieu.
No shade in the scorching sun
Emotions sound like a pun.
Adoring the bow is no more fun
The colours have splitted in tons
Days are more weary
Nights have become dreary
Its time for dusk
My nature is a bit brusque.
Fearing the dark night
Strangulating the inner fight
Thinking back to see, there are still a lot who love me the most
Did I ever raise them a toast.
Looking ahead for a new dawn….
