MelancholyA Poem by James McFadyen
How I feel sick
From that sweet taste That is melancholy- Melancholy. How such a word sounds so temptingly tasteful like Cantaloupe or Honeydew That it spills from my lips with Juicy wet sibilance. Oh how I oft' yearn To bite into its flesh So that it drips with Pensivity So that I may whet my want of nostalgic nectar So that I may devour Such bitter sweet fruits Which leaves remnants of a rind Hollow, spaceless shells. That is melancholy.
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Added on September 16, 2012Last Updated on September 16, 2012 AuthorJames McFadyenLondon, Middlesex, United KingdomAboutGraduate from the University of Exeter: BA HONS English Literature with Creative Writing (Study Abroad) Former English Language Teacher in Hanoi, Vietnam. more..Writing
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