Treasure Island

Kolade Seun


Little Dark-Board


How concise can I be;
Explicating these writings on my little dark board?
I've tried decoding; Just too odd!

In a classroom of mine own;
With myriads of confusing mediocritic pedagogues;
None is willing to take me on!
Just continuous inscribtion of these words!
I can't decipher what they really mean;
So I dont know what to do with these words!

Who can help ease mine little dark board?
Oh! I see...
No wonder! These writings can't be cleaned off;
it's a permanent marker called love!

Mine little dark-board in a state of chaos;
Deceit, written in bold words;
Lust, written in italicize words;
infatuation, feasting on so many spaces of mine little dark board...
Who'd help me clean these pieces of vanities, off mine 'little dark board? '


10: 04pm,  Sat 10-08-2013

Submitted: Saturday, August 10, 2013
Edited: Saturday, April 05, 2014

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The poem is about the heart of the young teenagers. The thoughts that go on in them. The early infatuational experiences. The meaning of the poem is a deep one, as we all know, our 'dark-boards'(the heart) is like the universe on its own. Its exploration will take forever.

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