Going through a strange sort of melancholy…of all my dreams,
the ones that made me smile and the ones that were shattered,
the ones that gave me hope and the ones that left me broken,
I don’t know if I want to dwell on these,
but it’s crescent moon tonight…
I think I will lose myself and dream with the stars again…
strange sort of melancholy,
pull on my heartstrings.
*free google image
forgottenmeadows 
April 29, 2014 at 5:03 pm
Broken melancholy dwell smiles and made crescent heartsprings dream, 🙂
April 29, 2014 at 5:13 pm
Thank you! 🙂
April 29, 2014 at 5:20 pm
Beautiful! Perfect image to go with it, too!
April 29, 2014 at 5:27 pm
Thank you so much! 🙂
April 29, 2014 at 6:41 pm
Perhaps the crescent moon is where we hang new dreams?
April 29, 2014 at 7:04 pm
I like the way you think! 🙂 Thanks for dropping by 🙂
April 29, 2014 at 7:20 pm
You’re so welcome.
April 29, 2014 at 7:33 pm
Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
IT’S THE WEIRD DREAMS THAT KNOCK ME OVER! THE MELANCHOLY ONES WE THINK ABOUT…ROLLING THEM OVER IN OUR MINDS…DON’T WE?
April 29, 2014 at 7:34 pm
And it is rarely the same when you return to them.
April 29, 2014 at 7:43 pm
That is true…thank you for stopping by and the reblog 🙂
April 29, 2014 at 8:05 pm
You really are quite remarkable!!
April 29, 2014 at 8:07 pm
aww thank you so much! 🙂 You’re very kind 🙂
April 30, 2014 at 12:40 am
Ah, such somber sweetness.
April 30, 2014 at 7:21 am
Thank you so much Michael 🙂
April 30, 2014 at 10:00 am
I love this so much! I think we all have these feeling at some point of time. Melancholy. I love that word though! 🙂
April 30, 2014 at 10:01 am
Thank you so much again for your kind words beautiful lady! And I yes I really like that word too hehe 🙂
November 19, 2014 at 4:25 pm
Reblogged this on forgottenmeadows and commented:
please click on original thanks 🙂
November 19, 2014 at 5:17 pm
I think you described a deep part of living life “partly” 😉 as a human. I’ve often had the thought, if ever a dream of mine becomes a burden, hope wearing me down, it’s time to set it free. If it truly is for me, it will come back. And perhaps even in a new and more magical form than I could imagine. Just like love. It perhaps just needs some time off to stretch its wings again and fly among the stars…. anyway, your beautiful melancholic words Neha, brought that thought up once again.
November 19, 2014 at 5:31 pm
This is an old poem that I had written but I come back to it from time to time…and That’s a deep thought and something I can relate to and agree with as well…thank you so much for stopping by and sharing ❤ ❤
November 19, 2014 at 5:36 pm
It’s truly wonderful to have written something one can return to now and again and still find resonance in. Makes those poems timeless, like this one.
Always a pleasure, glad I could bring a thought to your comment box 🙂
❤
November 19, 2014 at 6:22 pm
this is beautifully sad, melancholy is that way.
November 20, 2014 at 8:42 am
Yes, and thank you for stopping by 🙂
November 21, 2014 at 4:49 am
Oh sweet melancholy. I know this well. What a lovely way to express it Neha.
🙂
November 21, 2014 at 9:15 am
Thank you so much Staci 🙂