Serenade Melancholia

The past has been sealed,

in the stained land of melancholy.

How long since I last heard thee,

yet how your music again engulfs me!

Dared I not to intrude your grace,

for the fear of my amethyst heart.

Yet here I am enclosed by your dream,

on this earth I live, in the heavens I chart.

Alone the poet in his midnight blue, 

raining crystal bells on a weeping stream.

Dispirited streetlight a friend in the snow,

walking the pages of the idiot’s woe.

Folding waves of ballroom visits,

his majestical figure cannot be embraced.

Serenade Melancholia of lifeless tears,

a darkened fireplace in the ethereal cold. 

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Published in: on 13/08/2015 at 4:04 PM  Leave a Comment  

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