The swirl of magenta overwhelms me,
You're rhapsody makes the forest enchant me.
With these crazed hues of pink and green,
I only wish that I wasn't seen.

The words bind to me like wet cloth..
The trees whisper at the ocean froth,
The black ivy cutting my wrists,
I only wish I could see through the mist.

The solemn attitude of a grey wolf,
The river scents and silence engulfs.
The breaking dawn bringing doomsday to us all.
The buildings towering so high..so tall.

The mistake makers have a few words to say,
Convey that it's not all work and play.
Brilliance brings monotony and bribe,
The music posts another world of vibe.

The serpent cries of high pitched silence..
The cyber-glass, fluorescent green fence.
The hovering guilt and feelings of empathy,
A lion's understanding of sympathy.

The grass grows brown with the monsoon sun
The cradle tips and the world falls down.
The breaking glass makes me fall back into place,
The sun comes out and smiles without a face.

The evil wink of a star at night,
Makes it hard for us to fight,
To gather power, open shreds of courage
To another fearful gathering just to encourage.

The spiteful glance of a vulture, so high up in the sky,
To make conditions necessary, he tries
But blunders on to the next new hope
Until tied down by a sorrow rope.

The swirl of magenta overwhelms me,
You're rhapsody makes the forest enchant me.
With these crazed hues of pink and green,
I only wish that I wasn't seen.