The Melancholy

I see the stars shining in the dark light of the blue sky,
As I look at her fairy tales in the eyes of my window...
I place myself leading me in the pinnacle of the serene faith,
Moving my feet with the rhythm of her chest cage,
Dancing with reverence out on my terrace...

I have seen the crescent moon taking her away,
Neither she fought it, nor she stayed...
I saw her ephemeral far from me, held in the holds of dismal destiny
I hold deep within me that smirk
and passively waved "goodbye" too...

She confined my existence; she broke me into original,
She created my heart, but lives in my soul...
I couldn't reach her anymore.....
The place where she stays is walking away
Though I still want her to stay where our souls synch
I still design to poster the fact that,

She has gone away with everything, I had,
Without leaving any canvas for paint and brushes.....of my dreams

Melancholy...
Ecstasy...