Crammed with chaos

She rushes out, yelling.

as through a tipped sand timer,

glitters from her eyes,

sinking drops by drops.

Smothered, resisted,

A great toe she was,

within a tight shoe of this world.

Carrying a glass full of roses

Surrounded by greeneries

All she sees is a horizon of desert

And snow falling.

And a lot of people stumbling,

around a station,

watching the souls unite and depart.

A yellow covered blue

Chasing the memoirs,
Digging through the cores of pleasures and the griefs,
She plunges, filtering the instances,
Aiming to sprout yet again.
Obscured, the shadows precipitate
Sometimes they sleet, 
While they often drizzle.
Was a mid-day, colored gold hue
Sensing the wet I dared to ask,
“What’s yours?” she smirked,
“I am a yellow covered in blue”

Baobab tree

Long sigh , as i sit here,
beneath the baobab tree.
Straightening myself, as high as it lives.
within the drought and the scarce,

The greens and abundance,
there, it has always been.

As the echoes from my nerves diffuses, 

Withdstanding the storm and the fog,

snow and the scorching sun,

the tree stands robust,

Preparing to hand the fruits over.

Preparing for even the worser,

The tree stands taller.

Welcoming the hurricane,

scariest of all the deadliest,

That just casted off my chest.

And,

And, as my eyes rest,
soaking up hundreds of galoons,
the tree stands lifeless,
waiting to bloom. 
whitest of all the flowers,
giving a whiff of my essence
that just lauched.

Bygones..

Echoes of the bygones.
And, the walls that ceaselessly approach.
Distressed with a dry hope,
Still trying to squeeze some of those.
Sightless,
leading everything to black again.
Shrivelled everywhere,
In the shallows and the deep,
On the doors and the keys.

A limpid pool, a souvenir,
Disheartening but surreal.
Those spine-chilling strokes,
to and fro,
Crawling everywhere.
Anticipating, eyebrows drawn together.
Sometimes,
Sometimes they pretend to depart though,
they happen to assemble a hit.
Making the echoes go distant,
unleashing a heart that's frigid.
With a dance so vigorous,
astonishing,
to the rhythm of the ripples.