Lost in the screams of the fading sky,
Did u even listen to the melancholy passer-byes?,
Each soul has its own pain, its own sorrow,
Maybe u could just share some and borrow,
Share some love, and disintegrate your pain,
Because life was and will never be a statement of loss and gain,
Hold hands, don’t walk alone,
And you’ll see the devil will run away, and fear will become unknown.
After all, its during Crisis, defines who we really are,
Just because the world above you is red today,
Doesn’t mean that your sufferings will run too far.
Who knows, its his way of demonstrating start of a new life,
Savour these moments, no matter how they are,
Because after every Sunset there definitely will be a Sunrise.