Melancholia

  Through the chilly tempest of woe, Floats through, in misery, an unloved swallow. To jewels, his kin once weighed him equal, Now banished & shivering, he wallows. He soared through the open skies galore, Claiming them his own, Tragedy doth come, with blood and gore, Ravaged were the seeds once sown. The frost bloodied & pierced every tick of the clock, With horrors & emptiness, he came to terms, As he floated downstream to an agonizing stop, He stained the snow red, fell to the worms. That unloved swallow.

 In this land where empty hopes dwell, Where lost souls rave and rebel, Delusions of grandeur run unbound, Where love dies unsufficed, ordeals swell. All wants died a death to be spoken of, This bondage winds my soul so rapacious, They care only who I am the son of,  Prominence none, but efforts tenacious. Unsheathing the mighty pen, Draw ink in undying candour, Gripped with bloodthirst, Unleashing anger, boundless rancour .

                                                                                                She walked away, But I ran a million miles Couldn't hear me screaming, I called out a million times The tears dried, hurt kept rife, I took a breath in and sighed She broke free, and felt more alive I wept and wept, and died inside. I thought I loved her forever, Akin a million prize, In truth I loved not her, But a million crafted lies.

                                                                 Lost in my dreams, in faraway lore Did not lose myself, only found more The soul yearns, the heart is yet sore, Wandering realms, pleasures galore. Break open the shackles of reality, Afar from the pebbles of affairs mundane, My fantasies no longer a fallacy,  I dream my reality, existence inane. In reveries spun from whispered tales, In pages turned and worlds unfurled, Escapism's enchantment prevails, Unveiling realms where souls are hurled.

  Through the cracks of circumstance, Our love has begun seeping. You fault me, leaving without a glance, In this vat of guilt I'm weeping. They look to me from afar, And see my eyes gleaming, The tears sparkle in the daylight, No sound and yet I'm screaming. Woke up outside, twas no more morn, Eyes lost in the dark, feeling forlorn, I must condone, I must move on, I still have the stars, I'm not alone.

                                                                                I left the phone dangling off the hook By those who once loved me, I am called a crook, Ran back home and the doors were locked, In search of their benevolence, I looked, I look. Informed my dearest love of my return, The loathing in her words, all I could discern, They say love and flowers bloom when cherished, I watered every day, yet not a sliver of concern. Such lies the cruel circumstance, Thusly charged is the scroll, Whether by destiny or by happenstance, I face the wrath of the heavens alone. 

 As I sit here, holding this pen, my hands remain still, sheathing my flawed inner workings plagued by utter chaos and emptiness. I will forever cherish these moments we spent together even as they pull me further apart from myself. As the sun falls further and further sweeping the skies with its awestruck crimson hue, the colors dancing beyond the dim horizon, all I wish for is to be in your arms. Our love was not given up on, the lord knows we tried. It blazed all else with its brightness, and slowly faded away, till it was no more. The sun that has risen is the sun that must set. Will it rise again? Perhaps, but we may never know. What I do know is that as the evening wastes away and the day dims further, a million stars gleam across the sky, and all I hope for is to see them through your eyes.  There's no light without dark, no joy without pain. To enjoy the sunshine, you must go through the rain.

  The ringing bells of life, Forever stop tolling As I stand at the edge And feel the heavens calling The moon's shining brightest  On my darkest night the mortal sins of the past Faced with every ounce of my might No dark without light, No bark without bite, No conquests in life or death, Without a distant sight Washed over with the peace, Of the stillness of the dark If I could have one more chance, O lord ,thou must Hark As I step over the edge, Contemplating the ghosts of my past, This grave sin shall be paid for, in perhaps the next life, Of this eternal misery we reach the last.

My heart is shattered, my soul is torn, As I stand here, feeling forlorn. The love we shared, now just a memory, A beautiful dream, now a tragic story. I see your face, in every crowd, But you're not there, you're not around. I hear your voice, in every sound, But it's just an echo, that's never found. I remember the way you used to touch my hair, The way you whispered, that you'd always be there. But now the silence, is all I hear, And the emptiness, is all I fear. I cry at night, with no one to hold, I reach out for you, but you're not there to hold. I search for you, in every soul, But you're not there, you're gone, you're gone. My heart is broken, my soul is torn, As I stand here, feeling forlorn. But I will heal, I will move on, And find new love, when the time is dawn.