Falling castle of cards

It starts with a little feeling,

one color at a time,

The counts mismatch sometimes

And more the colors,

More they seem misaligned.

You still dream of the view from the top,

Lawns laden with a fur a grass,

Or perhaps unending waves in the ocean,

It seems so damn beautiful,

Oh my, my dear fragile heart.

It is on and off,

Between different dreams,

Of your lives you visualize,

And then you get back on,

Making one more layer,

Growing a little more high.

Just when you think you are on and about,

Then comes a silent gush of wind,

With no warning and no signs,

You tremble and you cry,

But would they listen this time,

The castle that you built,

Is now falling, falling apart.

You hold back the thoughts,

And you hold back your dreams,

Keep it protected just one more time,

Just this once.

And why not, it was just a falling deck of cards.

And then it again starts with little feelings,

one color at a time.