Jun 2016
“Ahem! My name is Doldrums
The mighty perdurable king of kings
King to the realm of despair
Loneliness is my lovely queen
So far we’re blessed with three kids
Our first born was christened heartache
The second born retrospections
And the last born nostalgia
We dwell in a beauteous wonderland
A world with beauteous flowers
Flowers that all bloom no more
A world with amazing rivers
Rivers that all ceased to flow
A world with emerald forests
Forests where birds never chirp
A world blessed with plenty of streams
Streams that all dried up
A world with eye popping mountains
Mountains that all crumbled to dust
A world blessed with soft rains
Rain that rains no more
A world with beautiful starry lit deserts
Deserts where you’ll find not a single oasis
A world with beauteous emerald islands
Islands all marred with despair hence desolate
A world blessed with myriads of stars
Effulgent stars that all ceased scintillating
A world blessed with beautiful seas
Seas where you’ll find not a single fish
*A world enveloped with glamorous clouds
Dark clouds of hate scudding
Athwart our wild blue yonder
Hence it never dawns
The mighty perdurable king of kings
King to the realm of despair
Loneliness is my lovely queen
So far we’re blessed with three kids
Our first born was christened heartache
The second born retrospections
And the last born nostalgia
We dwell in a beauteous wonderland
A world with beauteous flowers
Flowers that all bloom no more
A world with amazing rivers
Rivers that all ceased to flow
A world with emerald forests
Forests where birds never chirp
A world blessed with plenty of streams
Streams that all dried up
A world with eye popping mountains
Mountains that all crumbled to dust
A world blessed with soft rains
Rain that rains no more
A world with beautiful starry lit deserts
Deserts where you’ll find not a single oasis
A world with beauteous emerald islands
Islands all marred with despair hence desolate
A world blessed with myriads of stars
Effulgent stars that all ceased scintillating
A world blessed with beautiful seas
Seas where you’ll find not a single fish
*A world enveloped with glamorous clouds
Dark clouds of hate scudding
Athwart our wild blue yonder
Hence it never dawns
By Kikodinho Alexandros
17th June 2016
17th June 2016
