The bragging rights are about to reach,
the lanterns light is flickering from last few moments,
the easy chair is saying, happens, take it easy,
the sun is about to set.
The door clamps are saying, “Come again”,
the great lantern is still giving its hope,
the rose garden left only with thorns,
its time, to share the divine chime.
Dear after a long, I can feel you are here,
or else whom should I share,
we have traveled a long together,
happy to join you with fire and breeze.
Show me the way where to go,
show me the way to find peace,
take me to the era, where sun sets,
want to be the light for every hope.