Tension is the main cause of all the problems. A cooled person can handle a serious problem in a easy way, but a tensioned person carry over his problem. When i am in tension, my first point is not to show my angry to any one. I belive that angry seprates the loved persons away. I try to put my mind in peace, as Lord Budha say "peace on mind". So i choose my favourite place where i can chill out my mind. The usual place i used to go is the beach. To say mainly to a particular part where people crowdness will be less. According to me the sound and breaze of the waves really does magic. It gives a lot of freshnes in me. If i dont have the chance to go to the beach means i take my ipod and choose my playlist of my favourite melodies and sit calm. If both of the methods cant give up my tension ill cry out loud in my room. If that too does not happen atlast i belive in one thing" so nothing cant be done and ill go to sleep".
Under siege,
but I am so comfortable,
sitting on this bear trap
that I can't even feel that
my comfort is being invaded
by intentional encroachers
I just sat down, writing on
the laptop, this is what
happens right now,
as the siege continues
I'm sitting on this bear trap
comfortably, and it refuses
to snap by the talisman of my confidence!
I am a champion.
By Kakraba Afful
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
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