When love takes a dirt nap

Me alone in the cold bedchamber
Silently, the semilunar moon reflects
Every time it shines on the distant horizon
Coloured lotuses bloom and the sun is bright in day
But, in my life it leaves me lonely
And inside my core, a different kind of feeling sprouts
Nostalgia ripens, and my heart is awakened
I feel lonely and hopeless
My mind can’t think straight
And it’s you, in every flower that spuds
Love sickness embodies my sweet sorrows
Oh, when love takes a dirt nap
Distant memories of glory days gone replay
In the nous and souls of the dearie left behind

When it dies

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About Mangeni W.Obwoya

Mang’eni Wycliffe Obwoya is a freelance writer, poet and Author of short stories. He was born on the 16th of January ’91 on the shores of Lake Victoria in the South-Eastern part of Uganda (currently Namaingo District) His poems have found a place in several international anthologies and journals like The Significant Anthology, Cupid: An Anthology on love, The umbilical cord : An anthology on Parents ... Obwoya, is currently working on a his poetry collection 'The songs of a swain', and a memoir 'The interesting narratives of a village boy'and many other online publications. He is concurrently working on his collection of poems The songs of a Swain and a memoir The interesting narratives of a Village boy, At the bale fire (A collection Samias and Bagwe folklore). He prefers writing in his mother tongue (Lusamia-Lugwe) reasoning that ‘He has neither seen a cow bleat nor heard goats mooing’ He is a graduate of Busoga University with a bachelor’s degree in Business management with a bias in Marketing When he’s not making people fall in love with his writings, he is most likely busy massaging his computer, coding and developing web sites for his ever growing clientele.

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