Despondent Child Poem by Wilfred Mellers

Despondent Child



Despondent Child

Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Sunday, October 25,2009, @ 11: 27 PM



Woebegone little boy

World filled without any joy

To his room, his hope is sent

By himself, all his time is spent



Disheartened and so forsaken

His life has been mistaken

From a quiet slumber, he is been awakened

His eyes cold and truly blackened



He plays alone with his shadow

Never anxious and yet always mellow

Hallways he walks are long and narrow

From on high he sees not the sparrow



His shoes he's yet to learn to tie

On his windowsill sits a dragonfly

In his mind squawk two magpies

Senses he no longer relies



Crestfallen little boy without any friends

Seldom someone he ever offends

In a crowd, he just blends

His entire life he pretends



A broken fence he must mend

This reality he learned to transcend

Things disliked he must contend

For his life, he cannot extend



Melancholy he is and so broken

A sixpence less one more token

Chastised all his euphoric dreams

Flights of fancy dangles on a moonbeam



His joy hopelessly beaten

No sugar for his tea to sweeten

Passerby his smiles as he meets

Blurred vision by eating too many sweets



The burdens he now must endure

Tarnished silver lost its allure

Sitting quietly by the door

Hoping one day it swing his way once more

Monday, October 26, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Milica Franchi De Luri 02 November 2009

this poem is in my list of favourites, but i see i haven't made a comment or rated it. It is beautiful poem. The first time i read it remind it me of one of children..........10 I'll get back to it later............thanks

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Wilfred Mellers

Wilfred Mellers

Kinston, Jamaica, West Indies
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