The Land of Melancholy

The Land of Melancholy

A Poem by everwander
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Another shot of melodrama. Pure random writing. Enjoy.

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Standing at the brink
Shadowed in the light
Cast away and aside
Like a worn toy
Use is at end
Cast aside useless
Worthless, torn
Alone, lost
At the end of all things
When all is over and done
The tides turned
The moon held high
Heads bowed in shame
Tears drawn behind eyes
Secrets whispered in the mist
Eyes revealing all of the heart
Alone, alone, so very alone
Shadowed by grief, so lost
Companions, none
Family, never
Love, once before
Gone, gone!
All around nothingness
Blank, dismal
A wide space of hell
Not a soul, not a being of life
To walk forever
A shadow, just a shadow
Dearest shadow
Whatever happened to us both?
To be brought down to such a level
A level of condemnation and doubt
Yet shadow, here we are
Together, alone
Forever, just us, a pair
What a life we once had
Full of vigor and sprite
Yet, dear shadow
Here we are in the end
Memories bring only sadness
Stretching the hole inside
So, together, let�s forget
Forget the happiness
Forget the joy
Forget it all...
And live in this melancholy
Now and forever more

© 2008 everwander


Author's Note

everwander
This poem focuses around whatever you imagine. From a daily boring routine, the world itself or whatever you can place the title "Melancholy" to. This is a work of mine, I know no one would steal it, since it is not the greatest work of poetry on earth, but still, don't take it. Ask if you want to use it for...whatever. But beyond all that stuff, I hope you enjoy it! Suggestions are more than welcome, flames, not.

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this is lovely!!!!!!! you should think about having it published

Posted 15 Years Ago


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