Free verse 8
||Blue Melancholy||
The peaceful drizzles
That drape the world in its curtain after a storm
Doesn't it feel just-
Like the silence after a war?
It's just like how I felt after our silly fights
So lonely; so empty
As if the world is in an apocalypse;
As if nothing happened at all.
The grey clouds slowly fade into nothingness,
And hues of blue covers the entire world
So peaceful yet so sad,
But even those are ephemeral.
After the blues comes the darkness,
And then the light,
But strangely, what my heart yearns for and desires-
Is the blue melancholy.
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