Melancholy

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Artist unknown.

No word in English does not convey all the shades of the word “melancholy”. In its greatest depth and painfulness is the feeling of great spiritual suffering without any particular reason. At a less painful level – the unclear pain of the soul, the passionate desire in the absence of the object of desire, painful languor, vague anxiety, mental suffering, a strong desire. In some cases this may be the desire of someone or something specific, nostalgia, loving longing. At the lowest level, anguish passes into ennui, boredom.

Vladimir Nabokov

The Rip

As she walks in the room
Scented and tall
Hesitating once more
And as I take on myself
And the bitterness I felt
I realise that love flows
Wild, white horses
They will take me away
And the tenderness I feel
Will send the dark underneath
Will I follow?
Through the glory of life
I will scatter on the floor
Disappointed and sore
And in my thoughts I have bled
For the riddles I’ve been fed
Another lie moves over
Wild, white horses
They will take me away
And the tenderness I feel
Will send the dark underneath
Will I follow?
Wild, white horses
They will take me away
And the tenderness I feel
Will send the dark underneath
Will I follow?

….prophetically beautiful, both musically and thematically.

Dreams In The Dusk

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Dreams in the dusk,
Only dreams closing the day
And with the day’s close going back
To the gray things, the dark things,
The far, deep things of dreamland.

Dreams, only dreams in the dusk,
Only the old remembered pictures
Of lost days when the day’s loss
Wrote in tears the heart’s loss.

Tears and loss and broken dreams
May find your heart at dusk.

 by  Carl Sandburg
(Mélodine Evr by Marc Lamey)