If all things should end tragically Then what would happen if it somehow become me? If I find happiness inside the storm of misery Should I be overcome by guilt and worry? We lived in perfect peace and equal harmony Cherished each other up to the end, mindlessly We keep our promises, kept our heresy Did everything we could to keep those fully We were two people in love with no agony Yet should all things end pathetically And should all things be finished solemnly Then no one can escape this thing called melancholy
We then believed that forever exists freely Did we happen to lose out love in our memory? It could have been worse, but we chose to be happy Is that bad or should it have been that silly? Should we make happiness nothing but illusory WHat could happen if love becomes fantasy? Finding what we can inside the face of reality Until we both die and wither our sanity How can we finish this endless misery By failing or turning your back to me? Could it have been better and end favorably If only we knew there was such a thing called melancholy
We are two roads, joined yet separated wholly And we are reaching for each other, fighting destiny Should we rebel against fate for the rest of eternity must we hope for forgiveness to be given fully? The shade lies ahead, towards our doom, untimely We didn't look because we thought we're free And we fell, like ragdolls in the fire of agony We burned like Hell and lost our clarity Wandering the hills, up rivers, and down the valley Until we fell into each other's arms again, all but simply We stared at each other's eyes, finding that memory Of something that once have been called melancholy
And suddenly, we failed to see That our love is lost and buried eternally We have been lost and never found truly Until we're left to dust, our love's a mystery Escape this foolishness, leave happiness be Find our memories hidden deep within the sea Should we be dead and lost in perfect symphony Yet we've been blind and has become out fateful malady If you should meet and recognize me Don't turn around or cover your eyes completely Cherish our love and let us enjoy accordingly But deep inside, we're still full of this sad melancholy
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I got lazy thinking of another rhyming scheme. So now you have a poem that ends in one sound for every verse. I don't know if it's amazing or just downright lazy.
Also, I don't know what this poem means. As all the other poems you will be seeing in this collection, I have no idea what am I pertaining to. I guess I leave it to the readers to make sense of this story.
So, how about you? What do you think of this poem? Comment below. :)
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