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The refusal of defeat

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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

Bounce

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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

Sleeping arsenal

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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

Sordid trust

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"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

Female Frost

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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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