Beautiful Sadness

"Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought" - P.B. Shelley In the backdrop of the painting of my life of despair the evanescing patina of the drowning sunset I see, in the lost day’s sinking grace of melancholy I immerse as joy of twilight time the last gleam of sky enshrines. When the silver spangles of shrouded moon disappears sprouting stars shine the brightest in the darkest of nights. Tear drops sparkle on my eyelash like drying dew at dawn, the rustle of dry leaves whispers the music of the sad fall. The wind of grief blows the shards of my broken heart, find a solacing niche in recess of your embracing thicket, its emerald canopy flooded by ecstasy of sunburst sky, my dismal eyes see beauty of sadness in sunbeam dance. July 21, 2019 Writing Challenge 2, July 2019-Melancholy Sponsor : Dear Heart March 28, 2020 Contest : Strand Choice S, Any Form, Any Theme Sponsor : Brian Strand