Wow! on this page,
I first met her,
where my heart was wedded by happiness,
look how it outshone the sun,
it could have been a luminary body
for the universe,
see how it was set free,
reborn with the wings of excitement,
it beat like thunder,
it walked on the red carpet of my life,
those were the good old days
where the signature of my heart
was gold,
those were the mighty days
where my heart was a celebrity,
no battalion of hate
could conquer it,
because her kiss,
her cuddle,
her touch proclaimed it mighty,
the cameras of all witness began flashing,
I became a role model of romance
O! and this page,
I arrived, trailing at the paranoid cafe,
where I sipped sadness
with the straw of grim apathy,
a bitter, putrid coffee,
filled with the agitation of self,
look at my heart here,
my poor, poor heart
how it blackened in bleakness then,
hurling in regret,
weeping with tears of blood,
singing dirges of doom,
you could tell that its pulse
spoke of demolision,
then demolision of my masculine bravery
with tears everlasting,
these are the two pages
of my romance
The only one...
the only one I had...
the only one who understood,
only one girl,
one broken heart,
now splinters of sadness,
the next page is blank,
it ponders...
wondering when my heart
shall ever smiled again,
for now its R.I.P in
the graveyard of memory,
a corpse of romance.
By Kakraba Afful
Come into my arms,
and you know that love has made you strong,
then arms that wrap me around,
cover you from the world's unfriendly winter;
or hail or snow
come into my arms,
and realise that you are far
away from the world,
hear my heartbeat
and that is all you need
when you look into my eyes,
you no longer have to cry
but smile like infinity,
then you will know that love
has made you strong
the wrinkles of sorrow shall vanish
from your face,
then you'll know that love has
made you ever young
When you plunge into the deathbed
of the bermuda triangle,
my hands shall stretch forth in extreme
energy to reach for you,
then you'll know that love has made me strong,
and that I move with the muscles of the heart
By the power of your presence,
I shall weep no more,
sadness has my heart swept away,
ever since it found you
for you, I shall be as Benjamin Button,
transform from maturity to juvenity,
be as humble as a child,
longing for your milk,
I shall listen to the novels of your life
like a bedtime,
not fathoming the ambiguity of astrology,
not reasoning with equations,
they all wither before me,
your name is all I hear,
not fathoming anything else
your name shall be the only thing I know
And when the night looms
with a fiendish darkness and unfriendly
cold, I shall cuddle you with the stars,
because hope reigns
in the songs of our hearts
Take my lips to Eden,
with your divine
by a passion that encircles
us in the days of our hearts.
By Kakraba Afful
I know that lips that kiss
and their yours,
the honey my heart
found embedded with happiness
in the hive of destiny
Even the bees of turmoil
make way for your royalty,
the queen named sweet
If I had known nectar
of rose to swim and dance
and fathom no more the wonders
of nature, I would have known
it was the sweetness of your heartbeat
The one who made my heart beat
to an infinity never known by
the Herculians or the strong
or the invincible
But the sugar I found in
the story of your lips was amazing,
transformed to the nectar and
proclaimed me a fortified rose,
the only rose who held
the honey of power,
since I met you
I know eyes that glitter like happiness
and their yours,
my heart becomes a pendant of light
at its wisdom,
I fly on anchors by the might
of your name
my soul becomes lazarus
when our hands touch
and the lightning never sleeps
I've seen a smile that never dies
and apparently its yours
they shine like gold,
from the karates of wonder,
which behold your royalty
I know a name
that cuddles my heart
with the lulllaby of thunder
and it is yours
the princess that sits on
the throne of my life,
I love you dearly.
By Kakraba Afful
When she walks,
the lightning bows down,
the thunder sleeps eternally
and my heart beats
strongly like the roar of a lion
Since she was the tempest
in my eyes,
she has sprinkled cherries
upon my days,
which are now a sundae of joy
If love meant the smile of souls,
then our hearts would laugh limitlessly,
she tickles my mind
The only one who makes my heart clap
at it bears witness to the only magnificence
that walks,
the only talisman of victory
that talks
she is the only one
who makes my world bounce
till it never falls to the ground endlessly
I've lost control,
but her smile puts me
in the autopilot of safety,
hope is my cushion,
victory is my bed
because she's here with me
Like the swagger of oreo,
she is the cream in the buns
of my existence,
she is romantic sprite,
she quenches my forlorn thirst,
for the kiss that tastes like harmony,
and it is hers,
she is my magnificent love.
By Kakraba Afful
You are my romantic nicotine,
in the cigarrette of destiny,
I burn for with the smoke of bliss,
I'll burn even more when you give me a kiss
never has wind has bowed like this
Wrap you around me like a scarf
of my heart, you'll not rip it apart
because your love has art,
it sketches wisdom
and the freedom of your lips
of kingdom of your hips,
makes me fire,
burn the wire
taste ecstacy, when I touch you skin
set me free from the web of sin
Babe, you're no bee but you make honey
the sweetness that sweetness me,
an ecstacy that sets me free
we shall sit on the clouds
visit Zeus for our holidays
The sky shall never fall
because your heart beats eternally
and that gives me life,
because you are my love.
By Kakraba Afful
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