Awura Abena
'Awura Abena',
A Ghanaian girl;
'Awura Abena',
A Ghanaian lady;
'Awura Abena',
A Ghanaian woman;
'Awura Abena',
A female in my society;
But i am from 'Akim Swedru' and,
I have something for this world!
Because, my lovely muse is fully matured.
This is to you and beyond you,
But, launched officially! !
Because you want to know who i am;
All the same, this poem is for you all as well.
To share,
To divide,
This thought,
This same token;
And like a presidential candidate in your land,
But to facilitate this muse is like the sweet love of 'Awura Abena'.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Me And You II
This poem os for me and you,
But the world can also read it to learn from it;
For it is all about the love that we share,
And like the muse of the rainbow in the land of joy.
Come and feel my muse with your love,
Come and let me lead you on;
For this narrow path of love is lijke the muse of the blue sea,
But the red sea is closer to your house.
I am the one that you need,
You are the one that i need,
And like a jooy ride in the land of roses!
For, this poem is only for me and you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Swedish Girl
I am closer to you than ever!
Oh my Swedish Girl;
And my heart yearns for your sweet love.
Come and taste my sweet milk so that,
I can also swim in your sweet river of love;
For you are a Swedish Girl and,
My heart goes for you.
Love is the message and the power supreme!
And this is the message that i bring to you;
I love you and i will be there for you.
You are so sweet and new,
You are so sweet and lovely,
And you are so shy on this love;
But love will find a way to your sweet naked body.
A Swedish Girl that you are,
Of the love of a muse that opens this world to you;
A Swedish Girl that you are,
Of all that you need in this world is closer to you;
So come and muse on with nakedness to mine,
For you are all that the muse brought to me.
You are all that love could hand over to me,
And you are the Swedish Girl next door;
But so sweet si your sweet room to my heart.
A Swedish Girl that you are and,
I will be there for you on this love that muses.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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When a woman is hungry, she says, ""Roast something for the children that they may eat.""
A woman is like a rat: even if it grows up in your house, it steals from you.
Even if the old woman has no teeth, her tiger nuts remain in her own bag.
A woman is a flower in a garden; her husband is the fence around it.
The 7th Edition Of My Love
This poem is about the muse of your love,
But many will still wonder why?
Because i was in the bush last night and i saw your tears.
The dog became a god and the rat became a tar!
But war was very raw on your side;
And to leap for joy was like the peal of your muse.
I saw you tears yesterday,
But you can't repel the leper and come to me;
For the heavens know who i am,
But this poem will say it all.
This poem is about the muse of your love,
But what have they done to you my love? !
For i have seen the tears in your eyes.
I have now won the race and,
I will come and save you from this cold;
So put your clothes on without any clues on my muse,
For this era of your love is like the net over ten houses!
But i need a nap for you to use the pan on my stove.
The gel is now on your left leg,
And the dam is now visited by a mad man;
But a man at war is like the sorrows of your muse.
This is the 7th Edition of my love,
But i will come and save you from the heat!
And like shiny leaves with sharp points,
But try to abide in me and live with me in my abode.
Abreast yourself to the matters of love,
And leave your door ajar and let me meet Raja my friend;
For the anagram of my life is all about you,
Because Elvis lives in the land of your muse!
Append to my works to enhance your love,
But things around you are like the era of war!
So live up to the expectations of this poem,
And i will be there to save you with my sweet love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A woman is like a blanket: If you cover yourself with it, it bothers you; if you throw it aside you will feel the cold.
Emell
This muse of love is like how to write a song,
This muse of care is like how to write a poem,
This muse of peace is like how to write a stroy,
This muse of joy is like how to write a book,
But, i am now delivered with the muse of your love!
Because, i now live in the land of your muse and,
You are called Emell.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Omega
To be very beautiful and to be very lovely,
I am Omega in the land of your muse;
But the days of the rains are like the days of your love,
So be ready to share my love with your sweet muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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It Will Touch Your Heart!
Muse, infuse!
This poem is for you when you read it;
Because, i love you.
This poem is very special and,
It has the ingredients of love than hate;
So, take hate out of you and,
Bring in the light of love! !
This poem is for you because,
I love you;
And, this poem is here to guide you.
It will touch your heart!
Because, it is from my heart;
This poem is the poem of love,
Without hatred that leads to war! !
This poem is all that i have for you because,
I love you.
Smile and, let me see you laughing with the muse of love;
Becuase, i am here to share my love with you.
This poem has the spices of love and the aroma of romance waiting for you!
Because, it is from my heart.
This poem will touch you when you read it;
Because, i specially wrote it for you.
Muse, infuse!
With the joy of your heart;
Because, this is the true love that i share with you;
And, this poem will touch your heart because,
I love you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Witty And Lovely
Every emotion and every thought,
Every muse and every love,
Every passion and every romance,
And like the paintings of your love on the bed of roses!
Witty and lovely,
Soft and nice,
But in the land of many trees to satisfy your sweet muse,
And like the wet lands around you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Creative Mind!
Creative mind!
In the land of the heart of your muse to satisfy me;
But, what about those in the snow?
Creative mind!
Out of love in the land of your muse;
But, are you ready to learn? ! !
For, the muse of this love is all about us.
Creative mind!
Justified by the muse of your love;
And like your works as seen by all,
But, try to be yourself always.
Creative mind!
Love it and enjoy it and play with it;
For, the muse of my love is very fast and very easy! !
And like the joy around you in the land of peace,
But, try to understand my sweet muse of love always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Price-Tag
From the price-tag of the vat-system to the price-tag of a rat,
And like the rat race in this world!
But with no compromise to expose your muse to others,
So how cam i pay my water-bills when there is no water running in my tap?
Here in Ghana with many light-outs to put us in darkness always,
And of the days in the darkness with the hope of seeing you once again;
But others do explore the negative ways to jump the bills,
And they are what we call economic thieves! !
Aluminium rod sign-plates,
'God Bless our homeland Ghana' is what they say;
But this first line of our National Anthem had never taught many!
And the price.tag of the Ghanaian still matters to me.
Parliamentarians are late to the parliament,
But that is normal in their own eyes over here in Ghana;
And the African Tea comes next with the muse of the heat,
For the Bushmen are ready with their cutlasses! !
And like the African-Time-Syndrome all over the place.
Incredible! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
This is Ghana! !
Our Beloved Country;
But the Ghanaians do love their pockets more than Ghana itself.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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When women increase in wealth, they are silent. But when they fall into trouble, the whole world gets to know.
Provisions
Oil, wine and some fruits;
And to reassure your sweet love with my muse!
But i met you in am open field last night,
And i will look after you with my love.
Provisions and gifts,
In the open fields of love and care;
But i will surely deliver you with my love,
And like the muse of joy in the land of plenty.
Provisions, soon, son, sons, vision, visions, in, pin, poor!
And all around with the muse of your love;
But write down the words that i have spoken to you in a book,
For my joy is like the muse of the rainbow seen around.
Provisions, on, no, pros, sin, sins, ion, ions, is, in, pins!
But the life of a hunter is like the life of your muse;
And like the joy of your love as seen around,
Because i am ever ready to share my mind with you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Knitted Well
The quality of this poem is knitted well!
Flow, low, below, blow, slow, cow, row;
Because,100 over 100 equals to 1.
The texture of this poem is knitted well!
Well, fell, bell, tell, hell, sell, cell, dell;
For we now see what is going on in Syria! !
War, tar, bar, star, car, gar, far, jar, mar, par;
With tangible images and tangible reasons,
And like a phenomenal man and a phenomenal woman!
But this war is killing many.
Clove, glove, prove, hove, strove, wove, stove;
And, what a nice poem that it is!
For, it is in it if,
It is with the muse of love!
And like the tender words of your muse,
But we now know what is going on in Syria.
100 over 100 is equal to 1!
But the poetry of life is always arouns us;
For the theme of this poem is fantastic! !
Bow, glow, how, vow, wow, grow, know;
And like the sweet muse of love.
Mow, now, sow, tow, throw, crow, show;
And like a nice image,
Shell, yell, jell, ell, quell, tell;
With its mystical muse like the melody of your music!
But the bombs are destroying everything.
Love, dove, drove, rove, shove, cove, grove;
With this superb peom to satisfy your muse,
But the poetry of life is always around us!
And we should find peace on earth always through this poetic life.
Sweet scent of freedom!
And like the modern songs in the land of your muse,
Because,100 over 100 equals to 1;
And this poem is knitted well,
But the poor moon weeps in the land of your muse because of this war!
When will these bombs stop falling on them? !
For the rich moon laughs in another land and,
The poor moon weeps in the land of Syria;
And the bombs are falling on them from every angle!
But, i do hope for peace in your land as well.
The philosopher,
Your choices,
The lessons,
Your actions,
And like my people being punished because of this war!
For, the mortal beings are now becoming immortal;
And, there are no graves to bury many of them.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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When a man is coming toward you, you need not say, ""Come here.""