I'M Bored With It All. Poem by Xelam Kan™

I'M Bored With It All.



The weekend of my life is almost over,
and the thrill of the 'unknown' waits like a Monday morning,
like an expatriated shell on a beach, a shell
with a heart cold as space itself.

Years ago, this was rhymed to me,
'never underestimate a child who is a 'time-rich and cash-poor.'
And yet I did it.
Now I'm like a lost spaceship, adrift.

Nothing is as tedious as the limping days on this cockney island.
Even that happiness Mr Adam once had in the Garden of Eden
got so boring he ate the apple. Let my flesh perish with me, let me not transmit to anyone
the boredom of my life.
Depression is the most faithful mistress I have known,
she harrows my heart.

Thursday, October 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: boredom
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
In this poem I was graciuosly helped by Mr. Jefferson Carter and Mr Brian Johnston, thank you Sir.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 02 October 2014

at the end of the relationship, the mistress, who has given so much pleasure, suddenly would become a vampire..Has the depression given us any kind of soft feelings? ? . any way nice poem..Thank you for sharing Gulshan..

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