Saturday, January 23, 2021

Melancholy


Wanderer of pain am I,
Scholar of grief thou;
Found new chord to
Fill the silent era
With melancholic notes.
Scavenger of thoughts am I,
Borrower of tears thou;
Found new ink to
Fill the blank paper
With melancholic idioms.
Messenger of sorrow am I,
Debtor of remorse thou,
Found new eyes to,
Fill the aged heart
With melancholic words.
Melancholy am I,
Curse of silence thou,
Found new vaccine to
Open the window of
Inflicted pain in tales.

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