GIFT OF MELANCHOLY

             







Depths of solitude elevates me

Transforming my sombre faculties to new

Goading the path for my spiritual Odyssey

Quails trapped me into a quagmire

Engulfed by the trauma of fire

Melancholy enabled me to retire

From the pangs of despondency

Life was then a delicacy

I soar like a bird without feathers

Relieved and relaxed from fetters

I.the princess of despair

In the realm of nightmare

Was cleansed by melancholy

To be the ruler og destiny

Melancholy thou art an immortal deity

For you have conferred on me sublimity!