Eternal Arena
Reflection
In twilight's hush, where shadows play,
The ancient Colosseum stands, a timeless stage.
Its arches, aglow with golden light,
Illuminate the night, a beacon bright.
The city's pulse, a distant hum,
As history's whispers, echoes become.
The arena's heart, a fiery core,
Where dreams and passions, once roared.
The 'Odi' chant, a mystic spell,
Echoes through the ages, a story to tell.
In this sacred space, where heroes rise,
The eternal spirit, of Rome, never dies.
A testament to human will and might,
The Colosseum stands, a majestic sight.
A symbol of the past, a bridge to the future,
Where the essence of humanity, is forever suture.
In the fading light, of day's last sigh,
The Colosseum's grandeur, touches the sky.