Changing of Hues

What a world it can be...

And just as the waters turned green,
The fuchsia leaves can bee seen,
Above flies the huge, yellow crow,
The sad one then uttered: “Wow!”

 

 

Glaring sunshine glows dim, a bit sinister,
Lemongrass bears colorful flower,
Besides, winter can blow the summer breeze,
Now, what seems intangible, you can seize.

 

The sun goes with the dimming stars,
Days are nights; near transcends to far,
Furthermore, I wish the shifting of hue,
For it is then, when my heart will never be blue.
 

Author's Note

well, just a bit of nonsense.

Reviews

[A Forsaken Dream]

Personally... I thought it was beautiful. Your words have me speechless.. well done =]