Horror Poem by HB Rita

I can't see anyone anywhere
The tremble of heart, fire inside the eyes
Wide thorax covers with compassionate crops,
Where cherry blossoms decorated side by side;
I don't see!
Wherever I look,
There is a huge dark hole in the evergreen wall
Nobody can see anyone's face there.
I do not see any greens anywhere
Light green road with warmhearted shades
Vertical Cologne of violet
Poetry rhyme in the branches of trees;
Can not be heard anymore!
When pigs dig the green dough;
There is no true germination; It does not matter.
I do not see colored kites in the sky
Disappears from aquatic-flaming soul,
Clouds are busy organizing tears in the group queue.
Possibilities of rain from clouds
Insects stuck in the attic create poetry;
About a misguided life.