Sunday Blues Poem by Deluke Muwanigwa

Sunday Blues

Rating: 5.0

Sunday Blues

Sunday the fifth of December twenty twenty one.
I was in one of those meditative moods
As i am wont most Sundays for as long as i remember
There is always an aura of sadness on days like these
I have no explanation for the melancholy
Perhaps my lack of religiosity tugs at my emotional strings
Making me think of things
Beyond my locus of life
It's like
The religious music reaching me from a nearby church
Evokes sadness rather than happiness
Worse when i see the congregants on the street they look sad.
Haunted even.

Sunday the fifth of December
There was no exception
There was the hollow sound of an organ
Voices singing in discord floating above the depressing notes.
And i, in a meditative mood
In need of a diversion
Something about which i had no aversion.
So i sent my mind beyond visual range
Scanning beyond the horizon
Meditating on the meaning of life to the music of a church organ
And soaking in my Sunday blues.


Nabakishore Dash 07 December 2021

Well expressed inner feelings.

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Chinedu Dike 06 December 2021

Wonderful rendition of words—very powerfully and movingly penned from the heart.

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Aarzoo Mehek 06 December 2021

Just close your eyes and you are on a different realm. That the power of prayers and meditation. Bery well written

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Dr. M. Asim Nehal 06 December 2021

Yes, you are free to make your choice bro. Nice poem.5****

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David Wood 05 December 2021

You don't have to be religious to like church music, or indeed Christmas carols, and you can meditate on both. A good 5* write

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