The mellow tunes when she slumbers Hum that calming melody Why soothing notes prevail That cacophony of misery To me, that sentiment of doubt lingers As I remained in mystery Melodious tones howl in the wind To me, it can play forever This enigma, the solemn symphony
Of many a leaflet falls, they flutter They soar along the roaring wind Through the skyline of tomorrow They migrate to never return The embargo of the golden gleam Proved the world veiling pristine, Serene demeanour, as traces of dull leaf Dwindle past my feet.
The tokens of desecration remained For prosperity left traces of the forbidden.
The desecration of vitality, Melancholy entices the pond of hope, repelling golden shimmering.
Infernal tendrils bringing insight to carress in snide Dug its sharp elongated thorns inside, mending its stride Gently encompass its roots around the mask, The concrete veil that shone brightly in false atonement.
Expulsion from the realm of gold, sent astray for an eternity; Such naïve, brazen happiness, ignorant of the caveats The mere playground of unbridled mania quarantined.
Faux manifestations of an illusory smile, For the horizon cast mere wisps of blight, Rejecting heartbeat of rays gone awry.