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Being of war

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Look into the eyes of war,

there you shall see destruction

an amorous fire of doom,

conniving with kerosine and the gasoline

and the petrol,

yes, the mouth of war

spits explosions

feel the heat

as you see buildings moaning

in the powerful fire

 

Hear the mockery of

the gunshots, scorning

the lives of innocent people

as blood becomes

the apparent blueprint

 

corpses are the horrible graffitti

of either a rebellion

or a riot

this is the heartbeat of war.

                                            By Kakraba Afful

Sarah the wonder

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You might wonder;

what is it that I see in your eyes?

ever since I found them

the heartbeat of my world sleeps,

my lips know no sorrow

and my heart rests

with the lullaby of peace,

yours sings

 

You might wonder;

what is it that I see?

I see the liberation

of my soul,

happiness, a prodigal in worlds

sunken and shattered,

returns home,

my newfound paradise

invincible,

invisible,

but you have not ordained

my eyes blind

so mine are the ones,

the only ones

who can witness

your omnipotence

 

when I see that face,

my mist gets speechless

a voice, forbidden

so my lips fulfill the silent prophecy,

the wind encircles,

and I find myself in a different place

A place where I

am reborn with a mighty wisdom,

I smile in comprehension

at the sight

of this royal presence

 

Your lips speak in caramel,

my moans turn to nectar

and when we kiss,

the friendship of this lightning

creates sparks in my heart

till it becomes a litten

empire of love

 

You might think

you're ordinary,

trust me, you're not;

when I see you

my heart spins in riddles,

as it has been kissed

by impervious wonder

 

Your smile

like the immortal dew

that falls on

the daybreak of my life,

laughter,

the clap of thunder,

the mighty locket

of my happiness

 

Never before, has my soul rhymed,

heart mimed

in the magical duet of wonder

 

When I touch your hands, divine

I find myself at home,

your eyes, those emeralds of magic

are my roadmap to joy,

I have been lost in wondering

but now I am even

the more, lost in amazement

because of the impervious

glaze that has blessed me

with undying laughter

 

A hurricane dances within me,

tornadoes bow before thee,

tempests kiss your feet,

because now our eyes

have found immortality,

I know no defeat

 

By your name, I am

a brother to victory

an ancestor to success

and the pride

of your heart

 

I might wash my hands

in the clay,

stand at the beach

let the water, wash my feet

open my arms

towards the sky

and be embraced by the clouds

 

Let your eyes be mine,

so I can see wonder...

solemn, peaceful

so my heart shall

rest in a fervent place

of a romantic ace

 

Brown hair, worshipped by the wind

this sanctuary of beauty

sits before me

with the bravery of sparkle

 

My heart beats like bravery,

like the boastfulness of the mountains

as the roar of a lion,

and the laughter of the stars,

rejoicing that it has

found immortal, blissful peace

without understanding

since he found S.T.

                                       By Kakraba Afful

Monarchy of the cold

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I  was a walking corpse,

my soul screams,

and begins to exhale ice,

the cold takes over

and compells me to wear

a sweater and a jacket,

now even these tremble

and shake by the

authority of the fiendish wind,

they bow down

and worship the might of the winter.

                                         By Kakraba Afful

The truthful rebellion

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Just witness the silent rebellion

of the sun's shadow,

the heat tries to fight back

with the infantry of warmth,

but the unfriendliness of the time

is the ultimate judge,

and it is time to ressurect

the cruel nightmare that

tyrannized last year

 

The snow, brave in raided

the freedom of many

settles and destiny is

fulfilled by the mighty drama of time.

                                                          By Kakraba Afful

Heartbreak Blueprint

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Ever since I lost the vibe

from lips,

It seemed like kissing you

was presently a fallacy,

my soul loitered about in a lost city,

refusing to come home

 

Along this lonely road, I walked,

I was only clothed by the winter

of your departure, you didn't even say goodbye

sadness, was the darkest cider

I drank,

with tears, and moaning and crying

I was a dead guy

 

When I lost you,

I lost myself,

when you banged the door on my face,

tears, eroded my happiness

till I became a gully of sorrow

 

I could only close my eyes

and see your picture,

hoping you were there,

hoping you would be beside me

to cuddle me from the

merciless chills of the night

 

But the tears continued to conquer

my eyes, I inevitably couldn't hold them back,

as I wish that you would calls

my arms home again...

                                               By Kakraba Afful

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