Melancholy moans
hovering over the silent
splash of the seabed.
Time unkempt in sorrow's grief
as the monstrous wails of pain
cease to moan and become
wails of happiness, and
the haughty belly-chuckle
laughters confuse the
depressèd soul next door.
Haughty chuckles become
bell like laughter, pain
and agony to he depressed.
His pain subsides with the
tide as the bell-like laughter
intertwines in the painful
realization, that happiness
can reign in the sky's
purest darkness.
This is my attempt at a soliloquy, not sure if it is one or not.
