Announcement For The Masses
** **this is melancholy man guy.** **here i am once again with another announcement.** **i'm going on a hiatus for this story.** **i am not going anywhere believe me; if i was, i wouldn't be able to make this.** **i'm just putting them on pause until
La Mer
### La Mer I do recall those days of yore, Of wanton youths spent 'side the shore, On islands never touched by war, Those years are gone; I wish for more. We braved the bays of Yonder Yorn, While singing that we shan't be shorn, With eyepatches...
Love.
Love leaves tracks...but it also leaves scars. Love's touch is warm...but it burns too. Love is joy...but it is also pain. Love is wonderful...but it is also horrible.
The End of the Road
A lone wolf walking down in a cold night of winter chasing a white rabbit that eluded him for weeks, found him self lost in an unknown territory. the still open wounds from the fight that forced him to leave the pack made walking down the snow even...
Repaired
But we stood despite our stumble many years we spent in sorrow where we sat so small and humble once we were forever falling from our morbid melancholy living life was self appalling once we were forever falling yet the vital voice was calling
War Drums
### War Drums "Quick, come with me, child" / A whisper and paw in paw / Made still by stray shots / Drums of war are beaten fast / Beaten with fresh children's bones / "Either them or us" / A warrant shouted unheard / Made truth on numb ears...
Lingering Melancholy
Arnie's tooth-pain has come down considerably. He still feels that he should see a dentist, though he hasn't worked enough hours to get insured by his company yet, and he's severely paranoid any further strain on his already tight budget will tip him...
That Special Night in Boston (I Want to Forget You)
The galloping riff of my guitar and the pause in the drums let our vocalist, the skinny but nevertheless vicious malamute vocalist say the line that initiated the last breakdown, the final stretch before the end. Gauging the audience, they could...
February
A melancholy seasonal narrative constructed from five tankas. ### february snow falls like petals / over your soft countenance / framing your beauty / spring comes only to see you / and weeps joyful rains of tears / your footpaws blooming / as
Beyond the League: Chapter 1
By the time he realized what time it was he was already late to get to professor sycamore's lab; snapping out of his melancholy at last he half-ran out of mauville with all of his groceries in hand, dumping them into the back of his truck before he and fang
Elie For Nana
Elie for Nana by Eightane \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* 'It's just gorgeous, ' whispered the fennec, staring past limbs of an ash tree to the clear blue sky. Ideal for a walk in the park, as he'd decided putting...
Vazio.
I felt my usual melancholy, a vague feeling of miss. i sighed, looking up at the ceiling. why i was like that? what am i missing? this is a feeling that always bothered me, always...