Melancholy Poems - Poems about Melancholy

...The heart can carry pain like a talisman. Warding off further pain. Encased in hebetude. Wallowed in a plethora of flummox. Like a butterfly in chrysalis. A radiant sapphire evanescent. Rhapsod......Read the rest...

...Leave all your sadness on my doorstep, To sit with me, weary as a shadow, When you stealthily slip in your dear memory in the night, And let my tears collect, pearls on the damp face of time. Let......Read the rest...

...Easy heart I know you ache Let's go out for the day We'll think of her That's for sure But it will be okay How about some coffee? I'll buy you one my friend We're on this road together And......Read the rest...

...It wasn't the truth they wanted, but an illusion they could live with, A canvas woven from moonbeams and delicate shadows on the water's face. They were seeking a tale in which to slumber, beside a......Read the rest...

...You come to me, palpable, The way a candle flickers When the air is stirred, A vague mirage, a sense Of metaphysical existence But here, nevertheless, A wondering sensation one never forgets ......Read the rest...

...In a field of golden sunflowers, Their faces turned towards the sun's warm embrace, A great white shark glides through the azure depths, Silent predator with a fearsome face. A......Read the rest...

...In the heart of the country, a veil of mystery and melancholy floats, And threading along the leaf of life, these methods seem a sinister symphony. Open borders, and immigration comes like an under......Read the rest...

...I am running the last mile in my life, The age and tired feet have made my run to a limping walk, still, I walk and walk to the beacon of hope, Never let the pessimism take over the last straw ......Read the rest...

...Betrayed by love, I sip the bitter nectar you provide, A chalice transfigured from black ink, your verse a river, infernal. The burn grows in my throat, no choice do I have, I cannot flee, Each gu......Read the rest...

...What’s a homeland, I don’t know Sounds a bit too much symbolic I’ve got no land of my own So it turns out hyperbolic This home concept is not real Could be my imagination Sort of melancholy......Read the rest...

... Written: Apri 28, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sibilant deceit indeed! with a goal to charm, A melancholy girl fostered by her father. Never incite ......Read the rest...

...Slowly You Fade Away Before time erases your last shadow, The eyes of the world have begun to blur your outline. You dissolve slowly, before you get lost in oblivion. Mice-like eyes scan you, wit......Read the rest...

... On the edge of the leaf, spinning, Out of control, glistening Slowly dancing – a waltzlike trembling, glad to see the hesitation of colors, graceful as sun’s reflection on the waters, lakes ......Read the rest...

...The days were brighter then, When without the slightest effort, I’d succeed in making a good impression. Now it seems no one knows me to be “good”, How will they? I’ve hardly provided any proof I......Read the rest...

...At the crossroads of time, where April flinches in buds parted, Spring dwells in the temple, a priestess in a procession of timid lights. A gentle breeze blows, carrying dreams stormy on the orbit ......Read the rest...