Hi there! This is a poem I wrote this afternoon. I was inspired for the title whilst cycling to school this morning and this is what I came up with from there. Enjoy!
Melancholy: The Appreciation of the Art of Sadness
There is beauty here,
In the way my heart yearns
For a place and time long gone,
A friend’s face, half
Forgotten in the mists
Of passing days and a lack
Of shared words.
And there is beauty
In the knowledge of uncertainty,
That the best may yet be to come,
And also may be gone,
But there is
Both in the possibility.
And there is beauty
When I look at you, and know,
That no matter what I say or do,
No matter how much I care
For you, I will always be
In this unrequited
Melancholy.
But understand,
Whilst I can appreciate the art of sadness,
And the beauty found in shades of blue
And grey and lavender,
That I do not want to be sad
Often or at all,
And still I wish
That all this beauty could exist
In happiness.
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