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~ Melancholy ~

Updated on September 24, 2013

~ " Taedium Vitae " ~


Do you hear the silence? It is the sound of the universe in sorrowful abandon. Must the morn’ taunt these unearthly wounds? The sweetest trill from a warbling pipit pierces the sombre chill air, mocking a broken heart as she waspishly perches upon the churchyard wall where we secretly scribed our names in ardent fervour. An umbrous nova cast by our picnic Yew, now whips the autumn greys with taloned branches, clutching ripples with clawed twigs that seek to rip and tear the sky’s sober reflection in puddles of mud, with their seasoned nakedness.

Nightfall arrives after a hollow day, where one can hear the snuffling tones of tears which crash love to the floorboards; gravity’s planks soak the seeping of stories heard before. How far we have fallen! – was there ever a passion that has descended further than this? Surely no thing created, nor unseen has dared to touch absolute zero – the cold, that is now our mystery, is shunned by even the infernal; too much for any creature to bear.

The wood pigeon mimics a shying owl during the graveyard hours, gurgling chimes of their dissent. Come and see what your brand of amity has done to us! You raped our heart to give still-birth to deformity, whose horror haunts ghosts. Verily, Angels cover their glorious eyes with eternal wings – what have you done? You’ve hobbled thy pen, and taken hostage thy quill to make slave, sharp words, which indite thee.

Thou lived in thy strings as they vibrated with the beauteous tones of allegiance, syncopating for thee alone, now ta’en. Shall the wind consent to remember, as thy soulful oblations flew upon her wings to carry my song to you?

Will a moment of love outweigh a lifetime of heartache? Wishing wells regurgitate thy coins; cursed fortune-tellers refuse to speak of us. Could a photo ever lie? Was that not you and I, or a figment of the lensman’s happiness? The frame may rust, but trust will not, and love never lies. If only your smile had cracked thy shuttered glass iris, then no more would I have to feast upon this crumb of yesteryear’s celluloid apology for your beauty…..a perfection that needles thee when I saw stardust in your hair and children in thine eyes.

Can you hear that deathly hush? That is the sound of affection no longer begging to live with us. Do not cast blame onto fate or destiny, for thou’est tender mercies proved crueller than their sheathed unknowns.

Fair maiden; thou curtailed the dance and placed romance in trance – now must you be the chosen who pays the piper his fee, for it was his seemly tune which we danced to.

Did you declare the shimmering moon as an apparition? The blinking stars as a mass hallucination of mankind’s vision? Let it be known unto you that our bejewelled canopy was as real as you and I, and as the very breath which ambulates your very form. Has nature’s apprentice befuddled, then tricked lover’s in time, so she may have her way with flesh from our flesh? Did reason divorce thee, and escape your mind? In your malaise, did he smash his fetters, then like a lemming, dive into raptures of the deep, without so much as a ‘ by your leave ? ‘. Does thou betray thine own mortal coil to presently distance thyself from the company of beloved sisters and bretheren? Do you boast that you are as unchanging as the nine celestial planets upon their elliptical voyage? Now must a heavy heart be duly exiled, nay banished, from your presence; though thy own heart longs for thee, shall our future, as Anthony and Cleopatra, sleep the sleep of the dead, poisoned by a selfish soul, to lie discarded amongst a Sahara of forgotten sands.

Perfume, that carried your pulchtritude to me, must be recanted; memories shall be undone. When you think of thee, thou wilt be found sailing upon your tears, doomed to tack the tempest of thine rivers of grief.

As I withdraw my love, the telamon obelisk of your world, will remove his strain, as the whole edifice comes down to crash about the unworthy, for you forsook your only true love.


FIN

~ Love ??? ......... ~

~ ........ Or Hate ??? ~

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      Jennifer 3 years ago from Lost...In Video Games

      This sounds like something that I could have read from my British Literature class from several years ago. Best poem ever! Voted it up!

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      Romeos Quill 3 years ago from Lincolnshire, England

      Would you prefer cash or cheque Flash? haha! Seriously though, you are really kind so thank you for that. You're a one-off, no mistake :)

      Warm Regards,

      R.Q.

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      Jennifer 3 years ago from Lost...In Video Games

      Cash. LOL! I love your writings. :)

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      Romeos Quill 3 years ago from Lincolnshire, England

      Lol! Smart, as well as talented :) What a combo. :)

      R.Q.

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      Dora Isaac Weithers 3 years ago from The Caribbean

      I can hear "the snuffling tones of tears." A beautiful read altogether. Thank you for this exquisite word picture with sounds.

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      Jackie Lynnley 3 years ago from The Beautiful South

      Very beautiful and I also enjoyed the 1st video so much not understanding a word of it. Must have been the spirit of the song. ^

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      Jamie Lee Hamann 3 years ago from Reno NV

      Very well written, I enjoy the feeling English Literature feeling of the prose. Jamie

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      CrisSp 3 years ago from Sky Is The Limit Adventure

      Reading this feels like sitting in my Literature class room...throw back many years ago and very much enjoyable. Thank you for the sense of nostalgia.

      It is beautifully written.

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      Faith Reaper 3 years ago from southern USA

      Dearest Romeos.. whoa there!

      Beautiful beyond any words I can express here ... well, I do not have to do so, as you have done it so exquisitely!!! Love the video too, the love one.

      Up and more and sharing

      Hugs and love to your from southern USA,

      Faith Reaper

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      Romeos Quill 3 years ago from Lincolnshire, England

      Thank you MsDora for coming over - always a pleasure to have you here. You're welcome, and enjoy a marvellous day ahead.

      R.Q.

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      Romeos Quill 3 years ago from Lincolnshire, England

      Hi Jackie!

      The first video was sung by a friend from Israel, who served her conscription in the army and now blossoming into a heavenly-voiced songstress. The ' Hate ' vid was made by me; thanks for flying over, and best wishes to you in the land of America's soul.

      R.Q.

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      Romeos Quill 3 years ago from Lincolnshire, England

      Much obliged Jamie, and a pleasure to ' see ' you here.

      Have a good day sir.

      All the Best,

      R.Q.

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      Romeos Quill 3 years ago from Lincolnshire, England

      Happy to chase those memories with you CrisSp - thanks for letting me tag along :)

      Thank you.

      R.Q.

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      Romeos Quill 3 years ago from Lincolnshire, England

      Hi Faith Reaper!

      How lovely of you to lend such warm and uplifting commentary, and for your constant generosity of Spirit which gets me right there.

      Wishing a magical day for you and your family, and hoping that all is well with you.

      With Warmest Regards,

      R.Q.

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      Eiddwen 3 years ago from Wales

      Oh what a truly beautiful read Romeo; you are indeed so very talented. Voting up and sharing onto my FB page A Brand New Dawn.

      Eddy.

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      Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

      You truly have the heart of a poet, and I do so love your use of archaic language.

      Methinks the lady has missed out. Very nicely done.

      Anna :)

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      Romeos Quill 3 years ago from Lincolnshire, England

      Kindness has a wonderful sister, and her name is ' Anna .' :)

      Thank you for such touching words, which have kept me warm on a chilly eve, and trust you are well up there in the land of the brave and free.

      Best Wishes,

      R.Q.

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      Romeos Quill 3 years ago from Lincolnshire, England

      Many thanks Eddy for your generosity in sharing on your hallowed page.

      A peaceful, and pleasant nightfall to you and your loved ones.

      Kind Regards,

      R.Q.

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      ocfireflies 3 years ago from North Carolina

      Hey RQ!

      How are you? Having just been privy to such a sensual and passionate journey, how are you? This one ranks with my many RQ FAVORITES.

      Was she of Asian descent: first link? From the oxymoronic beginning to the allusions and metaphors to the suggestive "crashing obelisk," my breath was taken away. Masterpiece on so many levels. A definite SHARE.

      Wishing you the best for a super get wild and crazy weekend,

      from one NCF to another ; )

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      Jo Alexis-Hagues 3 years ago from Bedfordshire, U.K

      Awesome! I can just hear the voice of a great Shakespearean actor reciting this incredible work. :)

      This is definitely one to keep. Up all the way and sharing.

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      Romeos Quill 3 years ago from Lincolnshire, England

      Well I'm just fine and dandy dear Kim, thank you for inquiring and trust that you are in fine fettle this weekend. This one was based on two women - the first bird I set free a while ago now, who had,

      " An Eastern mind and Western face; a precious find, all wrapped in lace ",

      and the second was unfortunately a time-wasting sociopath - lucky 'ol me lol!

      It's really good to have you fly over and leave your unmistakeable presence, and mind-blowing commentary.

      As an aside Kim, I read an article in a British national newspaper a few days' ago, regarding your neck of the woods ( you may have read it yourself ). It unravelled a declassified government document revealing Golsboro, N. Carolina, and it having had two, Mark 39 atom bombs dropped upon that area in Jan. 1961 by accident ( Whoops, butterfingers! ), apparently, by a B-52 bomber which broke up in mid-air. The payload had the destructive capability of two-hundred and sixty times that of that which levelled Hiroshima - fortunately, one of the four safety switch trigger mechanisms worked on the active one, which stopped the bomb from going off.

      You guys could have been in for a pretty hairy time around there!

      This weekend has already taken a crazy train to the big adios ;)

      Wishing you a fun and exciting weekend breather Kim - Thanks a million for being wonderful and generous.

      See ya! ;)

      R.Q.

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      Romeos Quill 3 years ago from Lincolnshire, England

      Hi Jo ( tobusiness)!

      It's good to have you by , and you really are very kind, so please accept my thanks.....perhaps the late, great Richard Burton, or Sir Laurence Olivier? That would indeed have been the icing on a very filling cake. You are generous, and so compliment you on a restful and fulfilling weekend, because you hard-working nurses deserve every praise under the sun, and a nice chunky pay rise thrown in for good measure ! :)

      Best Wishes,

      R.Q.

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      Jo Alexis-Hagues 3 years ago from Bedfordshire, U.K

      Funny you should mention Richard Burton, because it was his voice I heard as I read this, I actually wrote Burton's name in my comment but changed it since he was no longer with us. Olivier was my second choice. :)

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      Romeos Quill 3 years ago from Lincolnshire, England

      Well how about that? Reading between the lines? :) Such fine orators, both; I think I would have to chime in with your call to cast Richard Burton - is there another like him? I seriously doubt it. Thank you for a timely retort, and have a gud 'un!

      R.Q.

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      skye2day 3 years ago from Rocky Mountains

      Romeos Hello dear brother. Your writings are hypnotic. They flow like fresh and running waters; flowing gentle, swift, captivating, enchanting. God has truly gifted you my dear friend. I am so fortunate to have met an artist as Romeos Quill at the hubpages. And he is a tender heart as well. You have so much compassion in these words. True love so you thought gone astray and wild. I could relate to your melancholy. Once drove me crazy and peace eluded me. Now all is well and I am moving on. Something like that. If I read it with a rested mind I would get something else from your melancholy. That is why your writing is so special. It bubbles with so much food for thought. hmm what is taedium vitae? JK, not.

      Love you dear brother. You are so special. May Gods favor abound on you each day. Love your sister, Skye.

      Anyway I am so tired. My precious family came and left. When they left I had tears of joy. I am so blessed.

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      Romeos Quill 3 years ago from Lincolnshire, England

      Thank you so much for taking valuable time to come over to have a read, which I always value greatly, and for your copious blessings.

      Sleep well dear Skye, beloved sister.

      R.Q.

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