Miss Melancholetta

Hello God!

Thank You for Miss Melancholetta! The saddest girl in the world was my company for last two weeks.

First week in her hugs was wonderful. We were walking without an umbrellas under spring rain and listening Chopin’s preludes. The most relevant to our mood was Prelude No.15 known as the “Raindrop” prelude. I even had found my old sheets of the Prelude and played it to my guest Miss Melancholetta. As for me the piece is difficult, lasting between five and seven minutes, this is the longest of the preludes and a pianist has to be in balanced condition as in balancing asanas in yoga practice. Balancing mood especially in my gust’s company is not my strong side.

We were declaiming a poems, of course, and because we are girls, about love for whole week. Our favourite is Love by Pablo Neruda:


Because of you, in gardens of blossoming
Flowers I ache from the perfumes of spring.
I have forgotten your face, I no longer
Remember your hands; how did your lips
Feel on mine?

I have forgotten your voice, your happy voice;
I have forgotten your eyes.


Like a flower to its perfume, I am bound to
My vague memory of you. I live with pain
That is like a wound; if you touch me, you will
Make to me an irreparable harm.

I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to
Glimpse you in every window.

“Oh, love! It’s so sweet, but it’s so painful, Melodramatic mood is my specialisation!” Melancholetta said when we were drying each other’s tears. A tears as raindrops… Chopin knows.

Second week with my guest was look like I was trapped. Miss Melancholetta were desperately inviting me to her old grandmother Madam Depression. I could not allow her to deliver me to Madam Depression (due to it is really, really expensive) and we made an agreement: I write a post about her and I am free.

So I am free now. Thank you, Miss Melancholetta for your sweet company. I am really grateful for your visit.

When you feel sad, please, know Miss Melancholetta has visited you. Enjoy her company for a while but do not let her to introduce you with Madam. You know who she is.

Have a happy weekend!

15 thoughts on “Miss Melancholetta

  1. Hi sweet sister,
    I really enjoyed this post and will listen to the music later. Your writing here reminds me a bit of Rumi’s poem the Guest House, a true classic ( as are you my dear!)

    glad you are feeling better..

    xx lindalite, little sis

    1. Thank you, my dear sister. Your support are precious for me. And your compliment about true classic is really encouraging. Happy and sunny weekend!

  2. I am so pleased Glorialana that you set yourself free with this original post… I so enjoyed this post… Loved the images.. and also just loved the piano music.. Which I had playing whilst reading :-)… Your posts are always a joy even though you brush with Melancholetta and I hope Madam Depression never darkens your door..

    An enchanting post.. and Hope you are well and sending you my love xxx Sue

    1. Dear Sue, your words are healing, your dreams are magical! Thank you for you miraculous treatment! Thank you for your Light and Love! I feel its and getting stronger. Happy and dreamy weekend!

  3. I am not that familiar with Chopin, really love this piece. Regrettably, I am all too familiar with Ms Melancholetta and her grandmother. Over the years they have both paid me far too many visits. I trust that your time with your companion has given you the space to grieve some necessary things and has left you with greater perspective. Warm blessings, Glorialana.

    1. Thank you for your comment! We are on the road and we have to have a rest in a different guest houses and we are a guest houses ourselves. It is worse to be empty than to have a visit of our two ladies :-). Happy weekend and have a more joyful guests!

  4. Beautiful poetry. Beautiful images — especially the girl turning into rain. Takes a bit of sadness to make us appreciate happiness. Am glad you are on this side, now.

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