The beginning of something new;
The closure of something worn.

Nights of surreal hue;
Days with shades of blue;
Streets reflecting the city lights;
Rain coming down, coming down on me.

Flowing through rays of rain,
I meander through pleasure and pain.
Upon my imagination,
The world spends in rotation.

Scenes of crisp tastes of past days
All pass in a rainbow daze.
Metamorphosis of far proximity
Are portraits of ambiguity.

Provoked by the demons within me,
There erupts the heart's fury.
Despite the most noble of efforts,
My shot falls from its mark.