Melancholy and I
Until the last light, I believe I shall remain,
A tune unplayed, in this dreary song.
During daylight and throughout the night,
A moment does not part from melancholy and I.
Should I leave or should I try,
I know what follows could not be felt as life.
Is there another song, one to play my tune?
I'm driven to sing, but this song is home.
If I go, I may return.
But it would know, and I would know,
That for however long or short,
I could not remain forever dumb.
Forever unknown, forever dead, forever her's.
Copyright © Ahmad Abu-Gdairi | Year Posted 2022
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