He wonders  what's wrong
but I cannot tell him
No dad, it’s not my friends, it’s that place
the temple where I feel like a disgrace
I thought I would rather die than go there
then your words make me feel so scared
No dad, it’s not my friends, it is you
making me do things I don’t want to do
You don’t even try to understand my shade
That is what makes me feel so afraid

Black and white
In between, I fall
I’m a scale to black
And the shade of white
I’m the color of no color
I’m the dusk, I’m the night
I’m the soul of all colors
I’m the glimpse after light
I’m the “G” in Green
I’m the “R” in Red
I’m the “A” in Aqua
I’m the “Y” in You
And you are my delight

Trees hold the deep earth together way below with crooked fingers of the underworld and catches foul above
Upward to the heavens on finger towers,
clapping on winds they shake their dander
And the makers of green bras on mountain tops

They are the landlords of ground,and air beasts, and
incumbent giants of the ages
They whisper being puppeteered by winds of old
They are the alchemists of oxygen
They are dangling playgrounds
They are the Autumn crunches beneath our feet

Trunk etchings by bards, trees reflecting
cultures' dissemination
We walk under penumbras that deny the scorch of summer
as cool water douses fire, so too, shade douses heat

Watching trees in my pleasant reverie I observe how they
help break the carpeted land, bringing about a  certain diversity in moving tranquility and rustling of their songs

My name is not important for I'm insane.
to try and find me will be an act in vain,
for my face is hidden behind a mask
those who have seen what is underneath hide with a flask,
if you are to ever hear my song,
never dare to sing along,
for I am of the darkest shade,
my kind of fear can never be made,
nothing can be unsaid or unread,
if you shall read my book you will be filled with dread,
for this is a book that if you see your name,
I shall surely mame,
for the darkest night hides and flees,
this is the chapter you will bleed,
you might as well go to bed,
for I am but you deep in your head.

land of eternal light..
she walks with me into the glow meadows..
i tell her to close her eyes..
i run down the hill and bring her a shadelion..
we both make a wish and blow the dusk pedals into the shine..

Draw me in pencil,
Draw me in chalk,
Draw me in bright colours,
Draw me with shades,
Or draw me paint brush
Stokes and all,
But if you draw me in your mind, do it so you never forget me at all.

Pretty pastels
Make my heart melt
But you’re a deeper shade
A love that won’t fade

Fruit tree stands askew
Shadow cast o'er still water
   Wildfowl's cool refuge