The roses
are no more radiant
The violets
have lost their vibrance
Sky is
always grey
It’s to
loneliness, I fell prey
Satisfaction
eludes when I pray
Music has
lost its melody
Even comedy
feels like tragedy
It is quiet
outside but no peace within
Though there
is no reason for it, I can pin
There is
death everywhere I see
Oh, this
world if I could flee
But where
would I go
For, my mind
is my foe
I close my
eyes and sit back
But
everything under the eyelids is growing black
So, I cry
and then cry some more
And to
myself I swore
To hear my
head's little voice
which puts
in the picture, that I have a choice
Let go love
laugh and live a little
This whole
caboodle is second fiddle
For, the
grey sky will again shine
When the
stars will align
Cut all the
flowers you can
The spring
does not follow a ban.
