I wanna rise, 

to the moon and the stars. 

The stars that are shiny and bright,

The stars that are 

more like heaven

 

And there is the moon, 

the light of the night,

The night we met. 

 

The night we met, 

the beginning of an end,

and an end of a beginning. 

 

The daylight brightened the universe, 

People,

of that universe; breathing and feeling, 

woke up with the rise of the sun. 

The day,

Has begun,

As always, 

Once in every 

24 hours,

    1440 minutes,

        and 86400 seconds. 

 

Time, as usual

passes by capturing

and bragging 

every single memory within.

 

As the sun rises, 

As the day starts,

As people wake up,

 

everything again turns into the same, 

everyone goes back to their colorful lives 

that colors are so eager to flee

 

The end 

of the beginning,

And the beginning of an end.

The night,

Comes.

The night,

We met. 

The flames rise,

Orange ones, in the most unexpected way

 

The flames come,

This time they take people

and there are only so many tears left, 

not enough to put out those flames, 

burning into the behindhand hearts.

 

It is the life, 

fate, serendipity, or bad luck

But in the end,

It is all about rise and fall,

of the people,

of us.