where shall my heart lay
where shall my heart be put to rest
as the sky bows,
as the sea prostrates itself to rest?
what shall be the song
that lingers home
with the sore feet of destiny?
compassion
There shall be a new underworld,
where all is bitter and foul,
and sorrow rhymes,
and lips of the heart
tremble in an indolent transparence,
blending with the defiant darkness
I shall have my adventurous feet,
washed by the shore,
mute the voice of my soul
to soft death
to betray my trailing quest
that trails in wounds
I shall write your name on the sand
and be blessed by the new creation
before me,
I would bury myself under the silt
to console my snoring worries
if this power was not true,
what is fair and mortal
become fare and immortal
immortality gratifies purity
and purity praises essence
and essence crowns love
and with that,
you see perfection born to perfection,
peace begatting peace
As my hand wander in the sand
my heart is the artist of my heart
I shall sculpt you
with its infinitive power
born to clay,
as it nurtures my fingers
to a perfect shape,
I shall give you hair,
like redemption that sets
me free at its sight,
golden with the caramel of my spirit
so your appearance may
play the harp of my soul
nd i shall give you eyes,
I shall tour the deepest ocean,
and quest for the choicest pearls,
grace them to you,
eyes that see the transparence
but stratified layers of truth
through my eyes,
so my eyes are reincarnated
by perfection, shining with trust
just like yours,
from then on
you shall conceive sight,
with transparence, born unto transparence
to see if both worlds differ
by the sundriness of hearts
what a joy
to know you shall be given
an immortal nose!
ordained to inhale freedom,
my shortcomings, mistakes,
misfortunes, you shall exhale
And I shall give you a smile,
a smile that bornes fortune
from the long belate womb of happiness
you shall be blessed
with lips of honey
so my thirsty ones can
drink in the peace of eminence
and the fortitude of love
The most obedient ears, you shall have,
a hearing that comes with understanding,
it shall hear the pulse that
walks towards you,
no matter the distance,
it shall erase the length of separation
as my heart outpours
itself before you
Verily, I shall create hands,
hands called passion,
hands that reach for only me,
and heed the nod of my soul,
those are the hands thus bestowed,
surley then shall my heart fly
when it touches and fathoms
the riddle of my living chest
Then I shall give you legs and feet,
ones that walk on this beach,
where I first met you
by the patting of the mind,
ones that walk on the humble
sands of my world only,
only mine you shall be
Now, I shall grace thee
with the skin of impression,
made from the laughter
and stature of the stars,
the wonder of the milky way;
its magic shall be,
the smoothness of honey
so my fingers can radiate
with sweet confidence when
they kiss it,
the glaciers of ice,
so that my soul will be
embraced with a chill
at its sight
And finally, I shall
furnish your pendaciousness
with a kiss
made from the illixir
of sweet sleep,
so your lips may be
a living lullaby
that puts my heart to rest
so arise!
with the fragrance of kindness,
as my pride luminates,
radiates, emanates,
at your sight
the sun soars on its wings,
dusk is forbidden and imprisoned,
the iliads of my life, extinct
with a transparence,
twilight is dead,
the ocean kisses my feet,
compassion is the prodigal
that mightily returns
indolence, now nothing
but a martyr of loneliness
lets raise our hands
to the smile of the sky,
so when we fall,
we land on the clouds,
lets show the world,
that love has given me wings
to fly eternally
and soar with no worries,
by the gleam of happiness.
and with that I
wear a divine pendant,
you.
The milky way,
shall be our paradise,
where we can sit
on glamour,
and you my dear,
darlingly behold my right cheek
with your right hand,
and stare with wonder, (at an image of eminence)
not flattery,
the divine, pearl eyes
of a perfection
that stares at you.
By Kakraba Afful