Melancholy Poems - Poems about Melancholy

Sometimes nights lasts longer, Heart's pacemaker goes on pause Time and distance freezes loving hearts An ever igniting melancholy, Devoid of true happiness and loves' passion The joy of finding you after so long, Faithfulness and...Read the rest...

Melancholy he had been feeling miserable for weeks, his fiancé had left him and taken their dogs along she went home to live with her elderly father every day was a bother, going to town...Read the rest...

Zaila. Can’t make a Nickname out of that, But oh you can, Super-Z, you ‘member that. I rather not, There isn’t much to remember, I didn’t live much. Oh, but that coffee table, Mhm, yeah, I know the one, The one I’d play dolls...Read the rest...

A breeze did slide in under eaves and stirred inside the air that grieves, my children grown my dreams have flown, alone I sit my rocking throne. My chair in front of window bare, I look… but husband’s soul...Read the rest...

I can feel the gentle push A yellow hue claims the blue And I’m looking directly at you At the end of April Sunlight streaks down my neck like bugs As they crawl to my back Sifting their juices on my...Read the rest...

Under the leaden sky, the rain drips its melancholy in the rhythm of cold tears, On my stained oak coffin, the tattered shirt absorbs the crimson hues, Where the earth churns in the silence of my ears, Worms...Read the rest...

Sparks dwindled too soon, Leaving behind dark ashes, And silence that burns....Read the rest...

Oh! How I despise dawn’s blushing optimism and dried hydrangea blooms sepia skinned and papery thin. Humdrum hands beat doldrums drum. Why won’t the summer solstice light this darkness? A gnawing hollow where my heart should be. Where cinder clouds...Read the rest...

How can you say that your dreams, Weaved into an atrocious scarf, Is not the one you fathomed, But at least keeps you warm? Why do you feel so lonely, Never could feel that emotion before, When dusk falls, streetlights shimmer, ...Read the rest...

Apricity golden, burnished smiling,...Read the rest...

November, month of bohemian melancholy, when leaves fall like rose petals On empty boulevards, and the wind carries the scent of nostalgia, Some memories settle like a veil on the keys of a forgotten piano, Others linger, vibrating...Read the rest...

(“A Moment of Grace aka The Empty Mirror”, 2024, original encaustic) A Hollow Place Sometimes it seems that who I am Is nothing more than the dripping sediments At the edges of a hollow cave All the stalactites and stalagmites Of...Read the rest...

she resigned herself to feeling morose macabre and melancholy determined to be miserable, was our cousin, Miss Harriet Holly. Focusing on wretched negativity, and all things bad. Tossing good things out of her schemata said my friend Tad. Determined...Read the rest...

Desolate, windswept trees are shivery, when red and purple leaves are falling. Ungathered cherries hang in reverie! Desolate, windswept trees are shivery, engaged in multihued, cool creativity. Goodbye violet birds skyrocket, calling! Desolate, windswept trees are shivery, when red and purple leaves...Read the rest...

The amber leaves descend in swirling grace, Beneath the skies that fade from blue to gray, They dance upon the wind, a soft embrace, As autumn steals the warmth of summer’s day. The trees stand tall, though skies may...Read the rest...