Nyota Yasulwe

Gold Star - 6,315 Points (08/08/1970 / Kenya)

I Work To Cure But Think About Sweet Sweetie - Poem by Nyota Yasulwe

In the hotel room, I work to cure but think about sweet Sweetie
It has a lounge, bathroom, bedside and a balcony
The balcony overlooks the raging waves of the sea
The scenes and splendour don't motivate me as my sweetie would
But when siting my thoughts are on my sweet Sweetie

Evening sky comes with star galaxies in the sky
I like sitting in the lounge upon the soft velvet sofa
The balcony keeps inviting me to look at the waves
They don't invite my heart as my sweetie would
But every evening my thoughts are on my sweet Sweetie

Daytime comes with the hot sun or even heavy rain
They say this place is God's bathroom, it shows heavily daily
My desk is full of reports of sickness and death from Ebola
Work doesn't give fulfilment as my sweetie would
But even at work my thoughts are on my sweet Sweetie

Day, evening or night I work hard to defeat the Ebola
My colleagues know that I work on Ebola but not my thoughts
I cannot enjoy reports of sickness and death
Colleagues don't make me happy as my sweetie would
But always I enjoy my thoughts being on my sweet Sweetie

Topic(s) of this poem: love


Comments about I Work To Cure But Think About Sweet Sweetie by Nyota Yasulwe

  • Edward Kofi Louis (3/22/2016 11:33:00 AM)


    I work hard to defeat the Ebola. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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  • Doris Nekoye (3/14/2016 3:05:00 AM)


    Love is a powerful feeling, and only makes sense if it is shared (Report) Reply

  • Phanice Wamukota (8/8/2015 3:24:00 AM)


    Well, as long as there is hope within that soon, you will see her again, it gives you strength. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Loyd C. Taylor, Sr. (8/4/2015 5:07:00 AM)


    Hello poet friend Nyota. Thank you for the work you do to help with the ills of society, thanks for posting your poem, it reveals that no matter how engulfed you are in work, there is one who you focus on and cannot forget. Loyd C. Taylor, Sr. (Report) Reply

  • (7/7/2015 6:02:00 AM)


    Nice poem......everybody needs love no matter our station in life (Report) Reply

  • (9/5/2014 7:40:00 AM)


    This poem shows the human side of the Doc-the need to love and be loved despite the calling by duty for selfless service inclined towards saving lives. Very noble. (Report) Reply

  • (8/21/2014 6:17:00 PM)


    Interesting poem. After hearing so much news in the US about the Ebola outbreak, it's quite a poignant feeling to read a piece from the doctor's point of view on the whole situation. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 21, 2014



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