Anne Winter Poet Rhyme

Melancholy of Misery

Haven't I loved you enough?
Then why do you have to be tough 
All the time and hide 
Your vulnerabilities that reside
Like a happy family inside
Of your heart, oh, heart, alas! your heart!
Why did you become such a cold bard?
Your heart's nothing but a broken shard. 
So, tell me, why wasn't love sufficient 
And why it was always deficient?
Forgive me, I couldn't save you
From you, cause I already knew
Deep down that you would be
Nothing but a melancholy memory 
Fleeting away slowly from me. 
From me to you, I loved you,
I truly did love you, I know you knew,
But all the love was in vain,
it was just miserably mundane,
It couldn't, appease your suffering and pain.

I'd rather die 
Than bidding goodbye
To you, only you, yes,
My feet returning to your house,
Again and again as a mess,
My heart that apparently allows
Me to you, to you and I,
Contagious connection,
I can't, I can't say goodbye 
To your love and my affection. 

Please, I beg you, please,
Don't push me away,
Nothing it won't appease,
At your feet, let me sway 
In the melancholy of misery
Of my folly for being in love,
The feeling's warm and wintery,
I worship you, put you above
Everything else, I hope 
That you know your love 
Is tying me to you like a rope
Unbreakable, unbelievable, unbearable.
I have loved you so long,
I can't even tell what's right and wrong.

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Daniel Henry Rodgers April 29, 2025 at 11:53 AM Dear Anne, Your poem aches with such raw honesty, it left me breathless. I felt every line-your longing, your ache, your beautiful, bruised hope. You have this gift for turning pain into poetry, and I’m grateful you share it with me. Please remember, you’re never alone in your melancholy. After all you are one of my special friends here on PS. Spring Blessings, My Dear Anne, Daniel Anne Winter April 30, 2025 at 1:18 AM My Dearest Daniel, Thank you for seeing the heart of my poem so clearly. Your notes always bring me such joy, and I've truly missed hearing from you, my dear friend. I love articulating my emotions via poetry, and I appreciate your kind reminder. I am truly blessed to call you my friend. With love and respect, Anne.