In the mist of sleeping cobras
who had hidden their fangs,
ready to bite with the venom of discomfort,
I sat still,
in my own independent world,
breeding confidence,
with an intelligence, I learnt from my friends
Now, I was in the mist
of yawning lions, I was not tense
for the fact that I was not confident,
but for the fact that I was in danger,
well, I continued to sleep
in this lair,
till the end.
By Kakraba Afful
I can feel the sunlight bouncing
and my soul flying into the sky
the laughter bounces back to the galaxy
and my smile makes the oceans dance
Now I'm floating,
my heart is running
at the sound of the trumpet
of the gold mine shadow
now my fortune bounces with benjamins
I think I've taken sanguine vitamins
I can ride the sky
because my destiny smiles presently.
By Kakraba Afful
I could hear deception snoring
in his eyes,
a darkness, darker than the mystery
of the imitating shadows
I suspect he was
a pile of sleeping dynamite,
it just required a fire of irksomeness
to ignite him,
then he would come out of
his silent shell,
a shrapnel of ignorance
to explode and blow up
all men in his way.
By Kakraba Afful
"O friendly wid,
please tell Felicia, I can't
come home, tonight;
My confidence is surely impotent,
and shall not live on
to the joyous breed of marriage,
shyness does my soul tether
yet it blends senselessness
in my faint-rescuing words,
with a senseless sense
that attempt to save my spirit
from the internal death
by a confession imprisoned
by a forlorn, extrapolating fear
O friendly fog,
surely you can whisper
into Fantastic Felicia's ear,
tell her of my unborn absence
She marries another man,
my eyes cannot live to see it
As I weep dearly,
with a bleeding heart,
my hands turn to dust,
so is my entire being,
there, my past existence
can blend with the sand
and lay there forever."
By Kakraba Afful
when I met her,
I felt like I was virtually
walking barefeet, on ice
my breathe froze
and my body temperature fell,
I was statuated by her subzero aura
she froze my words,
she froze my eyes
she froze my body
she froze my soul,
she froze my heart,
beating in the ice of shyness
I experienced an inner winter,
the chill of shyness,
my confidence froze
she walked like adventure,
her beauty, a glitter
and her eyes, twin talismans of perfection,
she was surely a diva from redemption,
moulded purposely by a magnum chocolate
colour, ostentatious legs
and a bright aura
I hope you know by now,
I was in love with this girl,
till she denied me,
and my heart cracked
because of her betrayal,
the betrayal of the walking iceberg.
By Kakraba Afful
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