Alone And Lonely Poem by Mohamedkhadar Yussuf

Days, nay, months of endless boredom,
Familiar yet unfamiliar surroundings,
The sight of familiar and bosom friends
Not anywhere near,
The sight of the familiar morning papers I regularly read
Not anywhere near,
The sight of the familiar places I frequently visited
Not anywhere near,

Afternoon follows yet the unfamiliar
Feeling of boredom not gone,
No sight of television set to pass time with,
No sight of computer games to play to pass time with,
A boring afternoon ends in a boring way
To welcome a similar night of the same magnitude of
Boredom if not high

In an environment where my ‘wants’ are a far-fetched dream,
I nostalgically remember my past doings
Hoping for a better tomorrow, hoping for a boredom-free tomorrow