Ode To Melancholy Poem by Marc Jude Fernandes

You say we'll celebrate when contagion ends
I tell you I celebrate every day my friends
Untold sorrow and bittersweet pain
Given by melancholy time and again

You say countless people are dying under contagion's sway
I tell you I die every day
Bent by melancholy, I suffer every hour
My days are vague, my nights sour

What do you know about melancholy?
I tell you I encounter her every day
In her name I've penned many a melody
I love and cherish her in every way

You might think it queer that I should love sadness
Know that sadness is beauty and beauty is truth
She keeps me sane in this age of madness
Don't depart from me o' soft embalmer of youth!