I vowed to love you,
To make you my nutter butter
Until darkness do us part.
Another sunrise, but you’re turned to dust.
Your soulful laughter reverberates my room;
Tears brim as I reckon heated moments we harboured.
When heading off to war
A smooch we shared, “sayonara,” you said
Promising me to come back safely.
You vowed to give me faith when I feel wobbly,
To lend me your shoulder to snivel,
A chiliad pledge you made.
When I glimpse at the speculum today,
A wrinkled 60-year-old with wispy white hair peeps
Who missed pass her jejune,
Rejected suitors, waiting for you.
You made me grasp that nothing can last,
Your absence makes me play
As I close my eyes, I dim away
Where just two of us exist.
The game must end,
My eyes must open for reality, to see
You have broken your promise darling
I vow to love you, till I get wings for nirvana.
Read – Yesterday’s Tomorrow – A Poem by Tumushabe Ritah, Uganda
This poem was published in the December 2021 Edition of the WSA Magazine
