The colour of cynicism

What colour is despair
What colour is cynicism
Without flare Shades of burnt umber
Differentiates the two
Before fading to black
Is there a point
When pain controls everything
Hypnotic smiles periodically
Like water off the bow
Hunger for a quixotic life
Bleak whisperings
Flooding the imaginations
Recycling cynical skepticism
A good day in the trees
Silence uncontrollable loud
Whimpering foliage
Interplay in the shadows
Beams reaching down
The structure of happy
Spans the gap It is time
Time to drop that thought
Smile in the face of crazy
Sound of water
Splashing on the leaves