He swim at the foggy white river

His owned deep canal

Salty water overflowed

From his two oblong shape elfin stars

Mostly, a not so interesting water place

But he decided to be  more creative

Like how the word pain

Become more artistic to him

He wanted this stream

To resembled the plain sky

An ocean alike

But he just hated the cerulean color

He love the literal meaning of the curvy rainbow

That'll be definitely an attractive design

But knowing blue still part of it

He dump the fucking scheme

Like how reality murder his

Every majestic dream

Success is not all about hard work

Hard work is an overrated word for success

The storm smashed what he sowed

The sun burned his ice of effort

Luck also thinner than needles

And he is not the chosen one

Love is just a word for the few

And every of it added to his

Melancholic river

Now, he thinks of the right

Amazing color that surely will fit

That's when scarlet embers entered 

To his imaginative thoughts

The tempting apple of Eve will surely

Fly him to other dimensions

Where he won't care anymore

For the cycle of pain

Just one last sting

Yes, a reddish river seems

An amazing art

So he is ready now

To shed liquified rubies from his skin

But something stopped

His ambitious attempt

Abruptly, he thinks of vermillion

As the color of beautiful flowers

Red as roses

Red as heart

Then, a sudden very long sighed

By then, he ascended from his canal

To give life another chance...

12/13/2016