Out of the window,
It’s always a new scene. 
Peep out,
Get kissed by the wind,
Be engulfed by the hustle and bustle around.

Look at the life,
Its countless forms.
The chirping birds,
The loud horns,
People greeting each other,
Talking on their loudest voice.

The setting Sun,
With its rays bidding adieu,
People returning home after work,
Some just on an evening walk.
That’s just another day signing off from the life.