these are my 'foundation' poems, those i wrote from my young heart some years ago, starting at mfantsipim, influenced and encouraged by friends like adrian, foster, continued irregularly till finally my 'inspiration' left and i stopped writing in my second year at legon(reasons best known to me).....mhh
when i recently read my 'old' poems i wasnt very much impressed and i laughed out loud at myself, i found out that many of them were childish and also reminiscing some of the reasons why i wrote them, very funny...
i've decided not to edit my 'old' poems so you could enjoy some thoughts of a previously innocent heart....
.......................................................enjoy...........................................
BEST MOM (0ctober 2003)
to me mom you're the best of all
one of a kind who stands so tall
not even circumstances could befall
the love you have for me above all
even though i've not returned your genuine love
you still care as gentle as a dove
what on earth can suffice for your love
day in day out i know your reward's above
BUTTERFLY(8thdecember,2003)12:00pm,just before next paper(mock)
everyday as a butterfly
is what i wish i could try
sucking sweetness from beautifull vessels
and forgetting about all of life's wrestles
there goes summer, here winter comes
who but i knows best where to find camps
darting daringly wherever i will stray
knowing well that as a butterfly everyday's my day
TELL THE PREACHERMAN (16th february, 2004) ...8:48pm
tell the preacher man to stop preaching
his listeners are deaf and dumb
for they hear and do not practise
and their lips speak nothing but guile
their hands are guilty of blood and their feet tread the path of injustice
they need to be healed of their deaf and dumbness
before they can hear him
they are offenders and pretenders
full of blunders
tell the preacherman to stop preaching
AMANDA (16th february,2004)...12:10am
in my young heart
i had a feeling we had something in common
and that you were goin to fill my heart's empty column
so with this in mind i promised to hold on
till the day we mature in heart
you, beautiful like the potter's most adored vessel
your voice like sweet fragrance soothes ears
calm, humble and wise throughout your years
to be mine one day was my dream and i had no fears
i never knew i would be writing such an epistle
for you left on the 20th 0f december
to join the hosts above
just before i could tell you of my love
thus i may drink and eat but my heart will starve
till it also rests in everlasting slumber
oh Amanda, my heart yearns for yours
send the sparrow to bring it quickly
or the eagle to bring it securely
perhaps the wind to bring it swiftly
come tonight Amanda, i leave ajar all doors
ASEDA (THANKS) , 16th march,2004....9:38pm
with a thankful heart i come o Lord
and a contrite heart with praise
cymbals and harps join in aloud
to laud You o Ancient of days
for today is my birthday
and nothing at all seems to bore
flowers are blossoming amidst fresh hay
generous God, Your holy name we adore!
MY BIRTHDAY (16th march,2004) 9:23pm,@prep
on this day Your blessing grant
unto all creatures, the lion and the ant
bless her who bore the pains
with prosperous years and everything she sows, rains.
to those who welcomed me with smiles
let their names ever be in Your heavenly files
to me the mysteries of this day reveal
that i may never lose my zeal
but for Brutus, Julius Caesar would have had another touch
of the charm and beauty of a 16th of march
GOODBYE (16th april,2004)...6:17pm
when i recently read my 'old' poems i wasnt very much impressed and i laughed out loud at myself, i found out that many of them were childish and also reminiscing some of the reasons why i wrote them, very funny...
i've decided not to edit my 'old' poems so you could enjoy some thoughts of a previously innocent heart....
.......................................................enjoy...........................................
BEST MOM (0ctober 2003)
to me mom you're the best of all
one of a kind who stands so tall
not even circumstances could befall
the love you have for me above all
even though i've not returned your genuine love
you still care as gentle as a dove
what on earth can suffice for your love
day in day out i know your reward's above
BUTTERFLY(8thdecember,2003)12:00pm,just before next paper(mock)
everyday as a butterfly
is what i wish i could try
sucking sweetness from beautifull vessels
and forgetting about all of life's wrestles
there goes summer, here winter comes
who but i knows best where to find camps
darting daringly wherever i will stray
knowing well that as a butterfly everyday's my day
TELL THE PREACHERMAN (16th february, 2004) ...8:48pm
tell the preacher man to stop preaching
his listeners are deaf and dumb
for they hear and do not practise
and their lips speak nothing but guile
their hands are guilty of blood and their feet tread the path of injustice
they need to be healed of their deaf and dumbness
before they can hear him
they are offenders and pretenders
full of blunders
tell the preacherman to stop preaching
AMANDA (16th february,2004)...12:10am
in my young heart
i had a feeling we had something in common
and that you were goin to fill my heart's empty column
so with this in mind i promised to hold on
till the day we mature in heart
you, beautiful like the potter's most adored vessel
your voice like sweet fragrance soothes ears
calm, humble and wise throughout your years
to be mine one day was my dream and i had no fears
i never knew i would be writing such an epistle
for you left on the 20th 0f december
to join the hosts above
just before i could tell you of my love
thus i may drink and eat but my heart will starve
till it also rests in everlasting slumber
oh Amanda, my heart yearns for yours
send the sparrow to bring it quickly
or the eagle to bring it securely
perhaps the wind to bring it swiftly
come tonight Amanda, i leave ajar all doors
ASEDA (THANKS) , 16th march,2004....9:38pm
with a thankful heart i come o Lord
and a contrite heart with praise
cymbals and harps join in aloud
to laud You o Ancient of days
for today is my birthday
and nothing at all seems to bore
flowers are blossoming amidst fresh hay
generous God, Your holy name we adore!
MY BIRTHDAY (16th march,2004) 9:23pm,@prep
on this day Your blessing grant
unto all creatures, the lion and the ant
bless her who bore the pains
with prosperous years and everything she sows, rains.
to those who welcomed me with smiles
let their names ever be in Your heavenly files
to me the mysteries of this day reveal
that i may never lose my zeal
but for Brutus, Julius Caesar would have had another touch
of the charm and beauty of a 16th of march
GOODBYE (16th april,2004)...6:17pm
memories of you is what am taking away
memories sweeter than milk and honey
what am leaving with you is God's guidance
to keep you solely for me even in my absence
all this while you've been a blessing to me
and i pray that's what you'll always be
its really hard to say goodbye now
i don't know whether to stand or bow
this goodbye comes from the mouth not the heart
i leave my heart with you even as we part
kep it well
like an eggshell
THERE'S LOVE IN THE WIND (4th may,2004)...9:10pm,@prep
as usual you're on my mind
your memory still as fresh as dew
so i hum to the silent wind
to carry my sweet words of love to you
if you listen carefully you'll hear
listen dear
THATS A BROTHER (10th may,2004)..8:55pm, @prep as usual
the one who smiles back at your frown
and gives you a hand when you're down
he discourages you from planning evil
but encourages your good to another level
you miss him when he's not around
and in yor thoughts his memory abounds
he's no other
than a brother
TO CHRISTLIKE BROTHER(2nd june,2004)started during siesta,ended during prep... 8:23pm
Dear Christ-like brother,
you are one of the few i admire in this school
as for me am always reminded that am a big fool
i very much would like to be like you
in all i say and do
but you seem so far away
like the sun which shines during the day
...as usual i woke this morning to meet your absence
you are goin to pray, you say- in God's presence
i met you at breaktime and you passed by
so quickly, not even pausing to say hi
getting a little of your time is not easy
when by chance i get you to preach to me as a christian peer
all you always tell me is;'the kingdom of God is near'
it is like telling the trees
the harmattan will dry their leaves
does it matter to you at all
that others will also want to enter heaven's hall?
memories sweeter than milk and honey
what am leaving with you is God's guidance
to keep you solely for me even in my absence
all this while you've been a blessing to me
and i pray that's what you'll always be
its really hard to say goodbye now
i don't know whether to stand or bow
this goodbye comes from the mouth not the heart
i leave my heart with you even as we part
kep it well
like an eggshell
THERE'S LOVE IN THE WIND (4th may,2004)...9:10pm,@prep
as usual you're on my mind
your memory still as fresh as dew
so i hum to the silent wind
to carry my sweet words of love to you
if you listen carefully you'll hear
listen dear
THATS A BROTHER (10th may,2004)..8:55pm, @prep as usual
the one who smiles back at your frown
and gives you a hand when you're down
he discourages you from planning evil
but encourages your good to another level
you miss him when he's not around
and in yor thoughts his memory abounds
he's no other
than a brother
TO CHRISTLIKE BROTHER(2nd june,2004)started during siesta,ended during prep... 8:23pm
Dear Christ-like brother,
you are one of the few i admire in this school
as for me am always reminded that am a big fool
i very much would like to be like you
in all i say and do
but you seem so far away
like the sun which shines during the day
...as usual i woke this morning to meet your absence
you are goin to pray, you say- in God's presence
i met you at breaktime and you passed by
so quickly, not even pausing to say hi
getting a little of your time is not easy
when by chance i get you to preach to me as a christian peer
all you always tell me is;'the kingdom of God is near'
it is like telling the trees
the harmattan will dry their leaves
does it matter to you at all
that others will also want to enter heaven's hall?
-C-wannaabe
FROM CHRIST-LIKE BROTHER(2nd june,2004)..8:50pm
Dear C-wannabe,
thanks a lot for your note
i was really touched by all that you wrote
but as you may know,this world is not our home
we are strangers here no matter where we roam
God brought us here for a purpose
and has chrged us to live by the Holy Spirit's impulse.
men must also help fellow men i hope you know
and wherever God sends you can't say no
'he who makes the pathway,
does not know when it is crooked' they say
the word of God also makes us understand
that there is no one perfect under the sun
we may all be guilty in some instances come therefore, let's settle our differences
let us walk hand in hand;
no man is an island
may God bless and keep you
in all you say and do
...Christ-like bro.
THE HEART'S DIARY (7th sept.,20040..6:55pm)
that was a moment of gold
that evening was starry and cold
and we were both fifteen years old
that evening possessed enough love breeze
when we lied beneath the nim trees
tight in each other's arms and wished it will never cease
your smile was enchanting
your eyes like a chinese lantern
your body touched mine with eager wanting
that moment will forever be in memory
even as we celebrate our first wedding anniversary
it shall forever remain in my heart's diary
