Melancholy Love
The essence of that pure love; Isn't it not just enough to love another human? Hand in hand, walk in walk, talk in talk or anything else? Is it really necessary from that materialistic heart that it should be a plastic one? Or, can we just give it some patience, the eagerness, the innocentness & the slowness to let us fall in the moshpit of love, Only for just one last time? Tonight, the sky turning to melancholic, The stars shinning in the distance and the moon turning to bloody red, The wind making the hearts shivering in cold, The air carrying that similar fragrance, And that same voice buzzing in the ears; " Am I in love again?" Tonight, I want to listen to the saddest song; In the distance, someone is singing the sorrows of his beloved, And I want to tell my soul and heart, " Love is so short, forgetting is so long" . The longing for the manna of love, To drink the nectar from the eyes of the purest soul, To just stare at the beauty of the universe, T...