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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

Ever Young

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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

Sweet

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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

Her amazing touch

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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

Lyrical love

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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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