The Melancholy Glimpse of a Parisian Afternoon - Art Print

A Young Parisian's Lament As I wander beneath canopies of sky, A grey cloud hovers above and passes by My steps possess a heavy, sorrowful weight The melancholy of a Parisian afternoon I cannot escape Time feels so still and yet it managed to slip As the empty hum of silence passes by No matter how far or I how I try to run The darkness of the afternoon still lingers in the air Still I keep my gaze fixed away and onwards As I try to forget the sorrow I feel in this city's embrace For here I cannot escape the everpresent grip of sadness That overwhelms the melancholy of a Parisian afternoon AI Charles Baudelaire