First of all, i wud like to share few incidents which i came across recently:

•    When I was in 8th standard I was going  to school with my bicycle that time I was very naughty boy and in every topics I was gave comment and tried to laugh everyone . One day I was going to school with my friends. After school hours I was returning to the Home. At that time I was very excited then I was ride my bicycle in free hand. After some time the Police jeep was follow me then I was very afraid then they were stop me told that you were like to riding bicycle in free hand they pick me to the police station and called the cycle mechanic  and told him that remove the staring of bicycle and told me that now you could went.

•    When I was in 10th standard I was throw the chalk to hit my friend but he was down and the chalk was hit a girl and she was complain  to the class teacher and the class teacher was punished me but truly i was innocent on that topic.

•    After coming in college one day I was on bike then I was saw a beautiful girl so I was tried to impress her on that day so I was stunting on the bike but that day was not luky for me and I was fell down from the bike and all who stand that place were laughing and I was shamed on that day.

When you came and held

my hands, I found myself

in a place,

where shadows depart,

and happiness dances like the spring,

and a wilderness that cuddled

my soft, till tomorrow turned

whiter than snow

There is a fire burning in my heart,

but my heart does it not consume,

there is a fire burning in my heart,

but in a strange wisdom I

do let it burn to rekindle a

smile like a resurrected amber,

that turns all my sorrows to ash

I am in a land of oblivion,

my mind does not struggle with

a calculating resilience,

all reality seems meaningless,

all except the rose

of found with you

I am in a land of oblivion

My tears freeze,

and my eyes see daybreak

upon my days,

before me I have something

greater than greatness

Ever since you became my armour,

my rode on the love express,

a train that forbore rails,

and sailed on the oceans of fondness.

                                                          By Kakraba Afful

My heart speaks in

destiny's studio,

it does not rhyme,

but just behold it's fluence,

my love;

I don't know your story,

but let the symphony of the wind,

caress you with my history,

by you, my being has been

transformed from humanity

to permanence,

from sanity to glory

I don't know your mind,

but let the stars

be the choir of my heart,

and bear witness to the very

ordination of my being to bliss

My hands are undying,

as they reach for yours,

and I feel a touch everlasting,

for long my voice,

was hidden in a darkness,

but you came and

gave me bravery,

and now my voice

roars, just like peace

Now I have become Merlin

and I cast my worries

to the depth of the oceans,

because your heartbeat is my wand

My life has found an anchor

and the voyage seizes,

the storm fades,

since I saw your eyes.

                                    By Kakraba Afful