A Serial Less Appreciated

It is in the evening
felt crazy despite
the cool breeze.

The sunset looks  gorgeous
the orange sun fascinates
a subdued glory.

The sky turns colourless
the brilliant hue disappears
giving way to a piquant complexion.

The grey grows in strength
as darkness envelops
the night sets in.

The transformations happen
day in and day out suggest
a scenic exuberance .

No matter of the splendor
the exhausted mind
lies in a state of disapproval.

Unable to cherish the natural
qualifications I remain a stone
with no amusement or happiness.

Nature’s mystery declines to set ablaze
the inspiration. The impressions do not
authenticate governance.

A serial less appreciated.