Long Meloncholy Poems

for Granny Letchumi (b. fin 19th C. - d. 1978)

Once i was a prince in your highbeamed palm-thatched house
  timber and stone
   of hardened mud and cold green shiny cement
in your village...

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some people only have themselves
to do as they wish with
to crawl when walking is needed
Or to fly high when we cant be grounded 
What ever the scenes of life contain
do you have you ?
That star...

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What was a happy place..
It's been replaced with sadness
Shadows moved in
Looking out the window, the sky frowns gray
Rain pouring down
An ominous sound
Of regret, our love has drowned

What an unexpected place
On its face the dark unknowns
Shroud...

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Amid falling leaves, I stand motionless
trying to understand their falling off;
is it agony of going into oblivion
or joy of freedom from a bondage.

But whatever it is, I feel amazed
at this repetitive magic of nature;
at the...

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A winged figure flies alone.Searching for the one he calls his own.Softly whispering to the 
girl of his dreams,sitting there on the rock by the stream…


 


 …She looks into the crystal depths,where past ,present,and...

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I woke up this morning and the mountains were high
Time to die again in the morning sunrise that never lies
I dont know the Girl I am today; purging memories of the heart
The cold autumn night...

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I’m looking for the world,
 
But the world isn't looking for me.
 
I thought I had the answers, sitting by a tree.
 
Like Newton did when the apple came suddenly.
 
Everything to me is just...

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Sometimes smileing is the hardest 
thing to do
Knowing what I know, seeing what 
they do

Sometimes I think my smiling is the 
thing that makes things worse
It"s hard hard to think my smiling is 
the cause...

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To live with the meloncholy sea I’ve created
The poison designated to seep out of my pores
To know that the blame could never be debated
Residing in the chaos that I created before

The sentancing lead to a...

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THERE LAYS A LONG AND PLAIN ROAD
NOONE KNOWS WHERE IT BOARD
THE SUNRAYS LAID AS A SLIT
CROSSING THE FENCE MY FOOT TOUCHED IT
TIME DOESN’T FIND A PLACE IN MY TRAVEL
MY HEART FELT LIKE I WAS OUT...

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Thinking of every sad song i ever heard
Meloncholy waves displaying the heaviest words
Knowing daylight will break the spell of my nightmares
No hazy overtones to mask the putrid odor of clean air

Feeling labor of tomorrow, i...

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Endless thoughts swirl, of that girl with endless ardor,
Without remedy, my spirit slowly fades.
Urging to feel, with fervor growing harder,
This mindset pulling me deeper into shades.
Feelings break down both mind and soul,
Morale crumbles, and you...

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Weeping aura of ever-changing time spheres
that photographs:
From birth until death
Monday night Football
Holy communions
High School graduations
Marriage
Wars
We are witnesses or an audience to the ever-changing scene in between
Acts that flow from the 1st to the finality
All of...

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As I sit and stare out into the cool black night, 
I can't help but remember the days gone by...
A bit of melancholy touches my heart and a single tear doth fall, 
tis my wish...

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Happiness, I am long on waiting...
it is all I have left to do as 
a paper bird slowly unfolds;
in ink are words that free a
songs fluted throat of heart.

Or a cloud's passing into
a meloncholy cup...

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A poem is a song that our souls need to sing
Written to the music our emotions bring
The meloncholy tune that our spirit dreads
Cause the words to sing that's inside our heads

Through the poet's quill a...

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JESSE JACKSON - KOSOVO MISSION
         Belgrade, 1999
They thought to the west 
and the homes they all knew
in a meloncholy dark and blue,
these three of a kind on...

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Drugs

Falling together
falling apart
So close to heaven
we set to depart

Living the right way 
Keeping to the plan
Life is a  show
Baby, i truly know

No cash for our salvation
Inhaling tickets for vacation
Dripping desparation of our pores
We need...

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By Laura D
October 16, 2016

Staring at the sunrise above the city below
I search to find cause for the things that I know
The laughing, leering faces that line up at the door
The ones that told how...

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Because the sun SETS 
is no reason for MELONCHOLY.
The moon comes not to PROTEST,
but to raise heads and make JOLLY.

The moon beckons a host of STARS,
offering us more than enough of LIGHTS.
Together, pleading our cause,...

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A ballad plays soft meloncholy blue
Amid a treasure of red gold and maroon

An Autumn evening had birthed a harvest moon 
 as the winds kicked up in a song of Gods  truth

Reflecting like a...

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We think that today is the day of
 our never ending.

Yet every breath we take, 
 we cannot take back.

There will be no carefree,
 meloncholy, trance to escape into..

 So I find it so much...

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