Eternal Arena

In twilight's hush, where shadows play, The Colosseum stands, a timeless stage, A testament to history's grand display, Where legends rise, and empires engage. The golden light that dances on its face, Echoes of gladiators' valorous past, A symbol of power, a monument to time's embrace, A witness to the triumphs and the lost. In modern Rome, it stands as a proud heart, A fusion of the ancient and the new, A beacon in the night, a work of art, That speaks of human spirit, forever true. As dusk descends, and city lights unfold, The Colosseum's grandeur is revealed anew, A masterpiece of stone, a story to be told, Of human dreams, and all that we pursue.