User blog:Poet Nithin Purple/On Melancholy

On Melancholy
O 'melancholy, your hectic chill for human's soul, You with your dismal presence, any spirit does descent; unto dreams of tranquil, restful, moist, and sometimes of direful views they went. Enigmatic woven waves are your curls, You traverse in each mystery we bent; where life is few configured amid wild whirls; Until deaths, mild eyes meet us in an airy haunt. Nithin purple