Melancholy Dreams Poem by James Darwin Smith II

Melancholy dreams
Rancor of this soul
Feelings in a tailspin
Beauty, so hard to let go


Memories, so many
Perhaps memories planted
That was never there
Never grown into anything
Barren to a deserted field
Distant memories stuck in despair


The origins of this heart
Has yearned for momentum
Something sacred in sense
Beyond any words
Could ever relay
Convey

In between it all
Many tall mountains
Bodies of water
Far and wide


High of devotion
Emotions so deep


Traveling afar
Beyond the furthest reaches
Of the enduring skies above


Melancholy dreams
Exist when these eyes open
And the day becomes a façade


Of what felt as a prophecy
Only becoming dormant
Stoic in the icy threshold of time


My love
Are you a ghost in my heart?
Haunting me every single day


I am still hopeful
And that is the struggle
I endure for you


Beauty, May you rise this heart from its grave
I bestow to you my all


Melancholy dreams,
Will you travel the light with me?
And become something more
Powerful than we could have ever imagined


Melancholy dreams
Change your ways for me


I dedicate this heart
To the most beautiful grandest of dreams


What shall become of us?
As I travel through the depths of time


Fate, do you believe in love?
Send me message
Take me away
Far away
Towards your ever loving sublime


This heart, still wide open


I am yours
Will you ever be mine?


Am I invisible?