Love, anger, blood, or a rose bed
A path of stardom upon which chosens tread.
Danger of a poisonous apple to be fed
to an uncrowned beauty whose lips tell a tale unsaid.
The wall inside his head,
With imagination it is all set to be painted.
Imagination lit by the color-Red.
The depths of the ocean that can never be seen through
An open mind like the limitless sky, flying in freedom found new.
Of the beauty that lies in her eyes, she had no clue.
The wall inside his head ready to be born anew,
to unravel the mysteries that it held-the color blue.
Darkness, negativity, engulfed the sad sack.
So lonely, no one to catch her when she falls back.
But there is another face to this, that should not be held back.
Elegance, simplicity and beauty in those locks of hair falling on her bare back.
The wall inside his head says, "Explore! Experiment, with the most versatile of all" -the color black.
Peace, purity, everything that is right.
The moon in the night, pearls and diamonds sparkling in sunlight.
Cold winters all merry when snow is in sight.
His mind not willing to surrender in fright
of upsetting the face of the wall, that he might.
Ready to wear a new face, ready to come alive, the wall inside his head-In plain white.
Now, he picked up the brush and splashed colors on the wall to unfold,
locks of hair, white skin, blue eyes, red lips-A perfect mould.
Born from those colors was her and a tale, to be told, and re-told.