How gray it can stay despite the suns rays, all the beauty in the world hidden within many shades
Such is life the winds say! each chosen path we must stray, some to abandon others lead to go play
When most quests completed still leaves a rumbling down below, echoes above in the chambers mask more of the glow
My soul strolls dormant until all the kaleidoscope moments build up, leaving behind a distorted vision and erupt into a strut
Trapped in fragments of my poetic side, where the tears run from an ocean to dry on the cheek of a frown or a smile