VOYAGE.A Poem by Raheem Lyttle KiyagaWhen you read this poem, its voyage it'self and when you interprete, there is much more behind it.
As you in the genesis of mauvering,
The blue skies turn dark, All comes to mind is rain, With a novel wind from nowhere, And waves wandering to your side, Washing in and out you canoe, Filling with water, Water everywhere but Not a drop to drink! Victoria would turn the sahara Into a flourishing glassland. Canoe anchored at sunset, Till a new sun rises, Cold night, and everyone freezing, Prayers made, to yonder the tulmuous night, Expectation of angels is null, To take us away forward, What a waste of water! Not a drop to cleanse eyes, And thornhyacinth where we anchored. Leaning on the rail yearning, As the boat now heading towards a horizon, Where the sky is light, Seeming to hold out a vague Promise of sunshine, Rainbow curved in the sky, Dark clouds fading slowly into the blues, And the waves drowns into victoria. © 2012 Raheem Lyttle KiyagaAuthor's Note
|
Stats
114 Views
1 Review Added on May 16, 2012 Last Updated on May 16, 2012 Tags: Poetry, Lyttle Kay Poems, Sad, Nature, Society, Thought, Kiyaga Lyttle Cephas Author
|