Silent Parade

Silent Parade - Anacreontic Verse He curses sunrise, it starts his demise. He lies in bed, wishing he was dead. As somber thoughts creep, they hurt him too deep, he just wants to weep and forever sleep. His mind's gone berserk, as the pills don't work. He tries to explain, but it's all in vain, so he becomes tense, when thoughts make no sense. What's the point of life, when its full of strife. If they wore his shoes, they would see the clues, that his heart's breaking and see he's faking. He just pretends, to not worry friends. It's easy to blend, so it won't offend. As he can't engross, in his dark morose. He puts on a smile. it's his mastered guile. A forced masquerade - his silent parade. "April Showers Bring May Flowers" - Anacreontic Verse Rain perspires into mild petrichor scents as a radiant rainbow appears Bluebirds bellow sweet melodies with saffron sun glistening amid blonde daffodils blooming among soft scarlet pansies Tepid perfumed air drifts fragrant flavours from lilac lilies and velvet orchids Colourful primrose sparkle like jewels Bucolic views bring childhood reminders of playing in emerald meadows Hiding in cornfields and building scarecrows Horizons turn grey as timid sun hides behind dull rain-clouds Seasons change with contrasting weather but memories always remain Two examples for the Anacreontic Verse contest The Silent One 11 April 2021