Too many thoughts!

Lately, I have been counting my pleasures and my woes
and the discoveries have been quite interesting!

A brown feather comforts my not so-old window sill
Inside my room there's a smell of confidence and indifference.

My haphazard furnitures exude indolence
while my bookshelf craves for tenderness.

My mirror reflects a thousand colours
but my face soaks up the excess tints.

I stand alone, my guitar by my side.
I stay calm killing my innermost anguish.

Nonsense

And you sprinkle your cinnamon dust
which lays across my purple meadow.

And you leave behind your crystal ball
which shows me a glimpse of your mind.

And I run to the distant woods
there, I re-unite with my violet moods.