With every fading sunset, there is a story to tell,
Of beginnings, endings, of heaven and hell.
Feelings, remorse, content and grief,
Unveiling emotions is such a relief!
As the summer yellow sky turns into crimson red,
Gleaming smiles curve into deep conversations ahead.
How blessed we are, amongst our friends,
Seizing every moment, till the time ends.
So full of awe, we admire the beautiful twilight,
Only with hopes, of making the world seem alright!
The Scribbled Writings 