Mysterious Homosapiens

Mind is the cultivator of thoughts.

Thoughts are the results of action.

Actions are the identity of the soul.

The soul is the ultimate epitome of righteousness.

Humans are dangerous, mysterious, and unpredictable. 

The bliss that blooms on their face, embraces hidden dusk.

The dusk of being shady, being mythomaniac, and also of secrecy.

It is said that creatures of the same breed enclose loyalty.

But humanity contradicts its true selves.

Carrying their heavy emotions but showing glowing skin.

Defending the soul from the wars of thoughts.

Experiencing the agony transmitting to bones and flesh.

A human becomes the finest diamond with the glitter of the sweat.

The sweat of drudgery,

The sweat of hardships,

The sweat of overthinking.

Finally, it shapes a human with a dazzling light.