Melancholy Poem by Nukesh Yellapu

Melancholy



Fresh air, warm sun,

A pretty damsel,

An exam fever,

But with a mournful psyche.

Neither the elegant face,

Nor her sweet song

Can console thee

For thou art enjoying melancholy.



A trivial say it a sorrow,

The common think it despair,

Perhaps the high call thee moody.

They know not the beauty of melancholy.



But gaiety in gaiety, sorrow in sorrow.

Men fear melancholy,

Try to avoid,

And cease to enjoy.

O! sweet melancholy!



Feel not thy loneliness,

Forget not the friend here,

Come to me

In your solitude, and

be and make me happy.

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