Colorful Spring

Spring it is & colourful hue,

But in heart's mere solitude,

Pale,cold, freezing blue,

Nary a Narcissus dares to bloom.

The sound of music fills the air,

Still none reach so far,

For where I sit; alone,naked,bare,

Echoing silence is all I hear.

Facing crossroads in life again,

The world goes right with smiles & grins,

Yet I turn left right away,

Empty road, desolate & grey.