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Melancholy

Contributed by aliopterix on Wednesday, 21st September 2011 @ 10:26:54 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

Melancholy
I sit in the serene surroundings of a quiet quadrangle.
Wrapped in clouds of contemplation I indulge in introspection.
Flanked on both sides, robust oaks witness my reverie.
A Georgian building of exquisite design and appointment stands before me,
Whilst the gentle ripple of a river laps lazily behind me.

A bird almost irreverently flutters by,
The beating of its wings causing a percussive interruption.
This produces a palpable pause in my muddled musings,
But I forgive her for in flight she is beauty and grace personified.
Returning to my thoughts I fall into a deep melancholy.

I contemplate the Temazepam terrors and Diazepam dreams;
The dark times that have currently reigned over me.
Encased in a sphere of depression I try to penetrate the wall.
Sometimes this simple act appears to be a forbidden future,
A nirvana of peace and tranquillity denied by negativity.

Looking at the trees I feel they stand in silent judgement.
Can they sense my anguish, anxiety – my pain?
Would that my life was as ordered as theirs and as impenetrable.
Impervious to pain their cycle of life progresses through the decades;
No sadness or doubt in their stoic silence, just constant growth.

Perhaps unwittingly the oak teaches me a wise lesson:
Stand tall and strong, stretch out my roots and grow;
Cast off all self-doubt and self-pity and revel in life itself;
Not dwell on the trappings of materialism or aiming too high;
Just live my life, happy with what I have and not aspire for Utopia.

Copyright Â© aliopterix ... [ 2011-09-21 10:26:54]
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Re: Melancholy (User Rating: 1 )
by DarkWolf on Monday, 26th September 2011 @ 10:31:08 AM AEST
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i am at a loss of words of how i feel about this write. It is that good that it left a fellow poet wordless.

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