Meloncholic

A small prayer touches the heavens

The meloncholic me whispers

A small wish "Love me please"

'That's all i ask for."

The stars feel

Compassion.

 

I hold this small prayer with greif

How could she hold this?

this sadness, so great

She is so young

So strong

 

A small tear maneges to escape

the meloncholic me smiles

"I am loved!" she shouts

i smile tenderly

"yes" i say

 

The meloncholic me sighs, tired

Her eyes close, one last time

She is finally happy

now she can leave

With her peace

"goodbye."

Reviews

[quinfinn]

if you are writing like this at 14 then you are a prodigy. never have i seen such imagery and flow of beauty from one so young. never give up on poetry, because you are a natural. a bit disturbing is this piece, but eloquently done. love yourself more and you will have the world at your feet. good job!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A tragically interrupted piece, a well deserved praising thousandths fair of light hearted banter, well done, good read