Treasure Island

Kiyaga Lyttle Cephas

(22/10/1991 / Kampala, Uganda)

Blue Mood


As I sit here in pensive,
That menace my life,
I'm doleful disconsolated,
Weeping in dismal,
Tears rolling down my cheeks,
Forlorn pessimistic,
And woebegone lose my life.

I work hard and I earn a token,
I've started feeling pain,
All that menace me.

Dreary routine of working,
Vague and violate,
Glum and stricken of morbid,
That I'm living in melancholy,
Making of disheartened
And languishingly despairing.

Oh! Sitting here looking dejected,
In doldrums like a bereaved,
A besmirch I'll be in somber,
When I quit my job,
I'm not afraid to quit my job,
But the penniless bereaved!

My life festooned with despondent,
Cheerless dismal that I teetes,
On the brink that menaces me,
And all that I'm languishing,
Teeter how to live
With disconsolation in me,
That bombards and sullens me!

Tears rolling down onto this paper
All mixed with ink and
Torn asunder, I can't mend it back,
And gruesome, Oooh!
Show me the other side
Of the blue mood.

Submitted: Wednesday, May 16, 2012

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

'To all my friends and myself,
No more truth. Bells ring no more in me. I am all alone singly. Lonely rests my head and think about what's next or on the otherside,
When I can't work and live my life,
I'm scared'.

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