Life's coulours
The leaves tremble as they would talk
before November arrival in town
some branches take their chance to look
the painting in yellow and brown.

The huge blue curtain is rising
and lets stars rain in my hands
where is the one, darling,
I waited the last 1001 nights?

A jealous fate appeared last day
and took my mornings away
green eyes are now staring to me
I realise one day I could be free.

One has to remember that life
is made up of colours, sensations and dreams
replace the grey with blue from the sky
just do it and do not ask why.