Melancholia Poem by A Waltz For Zizi

Melancholia

Rating: 4.5


I wanted to go somewhere with you
and somehow we ended up on the beach
with my hands in my pockets.

It was windy and you had nothing
to cling to, so you sat down.
I put my jacket on your
shoulders, and you thanked me.

In the distance, boats with sails
like white handkerchiefs
were being cradled by (the) waves.
You bid them farewell and smiled.
I just looked at them and at you.

Before we left, you wrote a poem
in the sand. You didn't let me see it,
you said: ' this is something
I want you to read tomorrow, after I'm gone'

Next day I went to see what you meant,
but it didn't last. The waves
took everything, even our footprints.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 25 November 2014

A serious curiosity that certainly could not be satisfied leads to melancholia. A nice romantic narrative, well articulated. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.

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Vijay Sai R 03 June 2014

my God! what an emotional poem...so strong...bubbling with love

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Colleen Courtney 23 May 2014

Love this poem! Those last two stanzas? Absolutely brilliant! Saved to my favorites list!

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