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Oh, Melancholy

Updated: May 4

A poem by Sydney Reffiet, Senior English Education major

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I’ve dreamt

in melancholia

for ages

upon ages,

fleeting tears

spent on ashes

and lost time


desperate,

yearning

for change,

you appear

before me


I stand

in the presence

of your ambience








reaching

for the light, 

grasping

at the mere idea

of you

and only

you


yet you feel so far

and almost venture

even further away,

dreaming yourself

of ending

your sorrows


the light

you reached for

slowly fades

into an

empty promise






but you find

me,

waiting

in the

background

as the 

disenchantment subsides


our eyes meet

once more


hand in hand,

we both awake

and rise

from our beds 

of slumber

to dream of anything

but melancholia





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