Echoes of a Melancholy Song

[Ranokoa]

"Echoes of a Melancholy Song"

 

Once upon a time, on a wintry night alone;

a wintry night that was neither now nor then,

the winds sung their melancholy moan,

Melancholy moan, over and again.

 

The cities laid still, the towns were dead,

lifeless and voidful, under the motionless skies.

Silence crept, words ceased to be said,

Only that melancholy song never dies.

 

Then all had seemed to stop,

Everything turned into nothing,

and nothing was abundant - like a raindrop,

dropping to that melancholy ring.

 

But, as suddenly as hell became earth,

A light shown through the clouds.

Yelling, screaming, rejoicing in your birth,

Lifting up those melancholic shrouds.

 

Life began to feel less wrong,

The music changed, conveying cheer.

No more did I hear that melancholy song,

all because of you; My angel, my dear.

 

Before the sun shone high,

Before the skies were blue,

I felt ready to die,

All that changed because of you.

 

Hear me now, listen with intent,

My beautiful girl, my flying dove,

For you the heaven's have sent,

For you are my truth, my one and only love.

 

**Last stanza deleted. Ewwy."

 

 

Kudos if you like it,

 

Be well, sleep well, fight well, live long.

~Ranokoa

Edited May 9, 2011 by Ranokoa

[Ranokoa]

This poem is unfinished as far as I am concerned. Although it is out of my comfort zone, and creative nature, I still would like to feel as though it is complete. The feeling I get of unfinished business here is not so much from a need for more, but maybe a need for revision. More accurately, because it is out of my comfort zone, I feel I have yet to do it justice.

 

Here is my "so far" revision. I am unfortunately in a sober state of mind, which is alien to every poem I have written. Having my stocks and cabinets run dry it may be some time before I actually can do it justice.

 

 

 

 

"Echoes of a Melancholy Song"

 

Once upon a time, on a wintry night alone;

a wintry night that was neither now nor then,

the winds sung their melancholy moan,

Melancholy moan, over and again.

 

The cities laid still, the towns were dead,

Lifeless and voidful, under the motionless skies.

Silence crept, words ceased to be said.

Only that melancholy song never dies.

 

Though time and all had seemed to stop,

the winds were unyieldingly speaking.

Voiceless talk of hearts' to drop;

Dropping to that melancholy ring.

 

Yet, as suddenly as hell became earth,

a light shown through the clouds.

Yelling, screaming, rejoicing in your birth,

Lifting up those melancholic shrouds.

 

Life began to feel less wrong,

the music changed, conveying cheer.

No more did I hear that melancholy song,

All because of you; My angel, my dear.

 

Before the sun shone high,

Before the skies were blue,

I felt ready to die,

All that changed because of you.

 

Hear me now, listen with intent,

My beautiful girl, my flying dove,

For you the heaven's have sent,

For you are my truth, my one and only love.

 

 

Be well, sleep well, fight well, live long.

~Ranokoa

 

PS: This is the official announcement of the laptop having been repaired!

[LordWushin]

Very good piece! I love what you are doing with the requests.

[Ranokoa]

Please don't request a love poem though, if that's what your idea was. It takes me so gosh darned long to write, and I get zero enjoyment. Especially since those melancholic shrouds are yet again over my world, so I am most definitely in no mood for them either in a creative stance. Thanks though, lol.

[LordWushin]

No no I just thought it was good of you to do that! Hope you feel better tho.

[Ranokoa]

Ah. Cool. Cause I couldn't even write a new one for myself. Had to use this and revise it for my own purposes. Lol.