Ancient Landscapes Of Longing And Melancholy Unfurl Poem by Enache Dan

Ancient landscapes of longing and melancholy unfurl,
With shades of dusk, souls awaken and sigh,
In the depths of hearts, secret sorrows hide,
Drawing us closer to the magical world, on forgotten paths on earth.
Traveling through the shaded valleys of past memories,
We discover tales of love and loss, entwined.
We gaze at the sunset, face to face with the past,
In this melancholic world, where souls feel torn.
A pale moon rises in the darkened sky,
Reflections of times gone by, memories that never fade.
Stars shine like tears in the night,
In the magical melancholic world, where desires gather.
The whispers of the wind bring ancient songs,
Lost stories in time, awakened in reverie.
In this melody, hearts melt and sigh,
In the magical and melancholic world, where memories persist.
We look at the dawn's rising, feeling the pure emotion,
In this mysterious world, where souls journey.
Melancholy and magic entwine in a delicate dance,
On forgotten lands, where desire and sadness reveal.
With every twilight, with every gaze at the moon,
We feel the magical charm of sadness, gently embracing us.
In this enchanting world, our souls drift,
In the magical and melancholic world of our old memories.