By The Fire Side
A message to both the old and the young,
And by the light of the old lamp;
But living a life of the eger industry with a work,
And like a father and his son.
Patient to the mind enforced,
And like a mother and the daughter in the bush;
But my nephew and my niece are here to stay,
And by the fire side with the muse of love!
Brothers and sisters and of the story told to us,
I am the one to save them like the tenderness of gentle hands;
For Michael, Eunice, Edward and Martha wre all around.
Winds and minds,
The meaning of this love is all about my muse;
And of the hardships painted to us like a mosaic.
Of your joy and your freedom like a worker,
And of your skills and courage like a timber!
With so much incidents upon my way,
And of the pleasurable feelings like a blind date:
But she was like a woman with a stirring life.
The true romance is with pleasurable feelings on this side,
But as a proverb to its endless joy;
And like a service to all who gathered to hear my muse.
By the fire side,
I still remember those who loved me in my youth days;
And like a message to the young and old,
But my mind grew lovely on this earth to do my duty.
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Cuomo
Few, dew, new, sew, mew, crew, drew, brew, grew, hew, Jew, pew, yew;
Cuomo is my name and, i want you to understand my muse!
For, i do have a message for you on this side of the river.
I dreamt of it and, it came true;
But, you still don't know who i am at this side of the river! !
So, Stillger came along and told me about your life.
8,000 Volts of love! ! !
Wait for the next truck to bring you along to the side of this river;
For, the fire is still burning on your love,
And like 900°C in the land of your muse!
But Apel came in with the news for me to understand your status very well.
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Prempeh
The dead know nothing and the living are living in fear!
But you are too young to be inspired by this message at hand;
For, the intospections of my realm are than the things you love.
Present in the blood are viruses!
And like a colourful durber with the muse of love;
But, my pet is the cat and,
To relocate my mind is like the muse of my residence.
The micro organisms are in the blood!
So, do inform Prempeh my friend to visit me;
For, i do have a message for him in this land of many rivers! !
But, do keep fit with your romance and keep fit with the love around you as well.
The beasts of a woman are now on the hairy chest of a man!
but, the dead know nothing and the living are living in fear! !
But this muse of love is now noted in your land;
For, the days are now shorter than the beautiful flowers of love.
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A Message
This is a message to Raymond Opara and Huseini Hamed,
This is your friend the poet writing to you;
So enter into the flair of a romance with me and,
Learn from my sweet mind.
Read my muse and keep on learning,
Like the Scorpion-Man next to you.
I am living in a land where,
Cell-Phones being used are more than the population;
This is a message to Raymond Opara and Huseini Hamed.
The beautiful and the prideful works of man is,
To be blown up by the wind;
Like the Scorpion-Man next oor.
I have news for you all,
I am living in a land where almost everybody does smoke;
I have a news for you all,
So enter into the flair of a romance with me.
I am living in a land wher,
Bicycles and dogs are more than the population;
So do walk along with me to learn more from my muse.
I am with you always,
I am the one who makes you smile all the time;
I am everywhere by your side.
Read my poems to fell my taste,
I am used as a tool to help others;
I am full of surprises and,
I am the man with many faces.
I am kicked about like a ball but,
I have no medals;
Stay on with my muse and i will bring laughter to you.
I am used as a leader to lead others,
I am used as a teacher to teach others,
I am used as a farmer to feed others,
A little token is all that it takes on this muse;
I will bring a smile to you always.
This is a messagge to you my friends,
A message of love that leads the way;
You are always on my mind in this struggle.
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Look Forward
Forget the things which are behind and look forward,
And try to reach out for the things ahead;
Men, brothers, fathers!
Woman, sisters, mothers! !
Forward ever with your dreams,
And like the muse of love in the land of peace.
The heavens will be dressed in fire and,
The elements will melt away in fervent heat! !
And like earth, wind and fire;
For your love is seen under every spreading tree.
Earth, wind and water!
Your love is seen on every hill;
But from the watchtower i will rest my mind,
Because you don't live by living alone! !
He is your life and he is your love,
She is your life and she is your love,
But at the end time the last will surely be the first;
And like the laws in the land of your muse,
But forward ever with your dreams! !
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Armah
You are like a soldier shorter than his own riffle,
But i am here to love you with the sweet muse of my mind;
So wake up and live now and let me know you better!
For this muse of love is all about the rule of the law.
A round applause! ! And of the crown on your head;
But, i've go the picture of you inside me all day long.
I am Armah walking along the mountain side,
So, get this message straight to your heart!
And at this crucial moment to understand my status;
For, i am here to love you with the sweet muse of my mind.
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Louis' Trip
Few, nephew, sew, threw, brew, flew, dew, drew;
And like Louis' Trip in the land of your muse,
But, try to understand the muse of my love around you in this town.
Proposed, posed, opposed, dosed, hosed, bossed, nosed;
And at 'Peduase Lodge in Aburi (Ghana) '! !
But, try to understand the muse of my love around you in this town.
Crew, hew, Jew, stew, shrew, strew, new, mew, yew;
And like the dust from your eyes! !
But, try to understand the muse of my love around you in this town.
This was like my life in Conakry in those days,
But, bring me home with the sweet muse of your love;
For, i have a message for you in this town.
Long, belong, along, song, among, dong, cong, pong, strong, gong, wrong;
And over many different places!
But, try to understand the muse of my love around you in this town.
Cream, ream, bream, beam, dream, steam, stream;
And over many different ways! !
However, i do have a message for you in this town.
Over many different years,
Over many different ways,
Over many different types,
Over many different places,
Over many different styles,
Over many different acts,
Over many different works,
But, do remember me always in your heart;
For, the future depends on the positive muse of this life today.
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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.
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Lakota
Buffalo,
Resulting,
The dark cloud! !
Of the harmony,
With peace and loce;
But in Lakota to rest my mind!
And, as clear as it could be with your love.
The muse of love,
The muse of peace,
The muse of unity,
The muse of care;
But, true to that purpose! !
And like this river on my side;
For, in Lakota i will rest my mind.
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So long, too long!
So long, too long!
Back in the days and back in time;
Struggling from the roots of Africa to identify myself;
But, born in 1961! !
So long, too long!
From yesterday with my muse of love;
And like today with the problems of the earth,
But, is this the future? ! !
The African story,
The African struggle,
The African muse,
The African experience,
The African hardships,
With the hustle and bustle to identify myself to the status of this world;
But, i am still moving on without giving up! !
For, nobody knows tomorrow.
So long, too long!
But, all the fingers are not equal;
And like the movements of the snail and tortoise,
However, i will surely reach there when you also do get there.
This life,
This muse,
This continent,
This mind,
This writer and his story! !
But, it has taken me so long, too long!
This is my life,
This is my muse,
This is my mind,
This is myact,
And, i am now presenting my love to you;
But, it has taken me so long, too long!
1961,
Born in Africa;
Yes, from 1961 to the present time! !
Struggling to make ends meet;
And, like the life seen in the slums of Africa!
But, it has taken me so long, too long! !
Africa, Africa, Africa, Africa! ! !
The land of my birth and my homeland;
But, i am still finding my way through the dark forest to represent myself to the world,
With hopes and dreams every now ansd then without giving up!
But, it has taken me so long, too long! !
Back in the days,
Oh yes! ! And, like the days of yesterday gone by;
But today, you can read my lines to know who i am!
And like the muse of sweet love in the land of peace,
But, it has taken me so long, too long!
This is it,
This is me,
That is it,
That is my muse,
Here i am and, this is my mind! !
With the sweet love from my heart brewed in the African Pot;
Touching the minds of many and, ready to educate others,
But, it has taken me so long, too long!
Come and enter into my world so sweet with your love,
Come and taste the muse of my love with your mind,
And like the aroma of sweet love from the bed of roses;
Where, the delight of love is crowned with peace and care,
But, this journey on this earth started from my mother's womb.
Oh yes! ! in the land of Africa to represent my muse;
Out of the womb of my mother to cry out to the world! !
And like the tears of love in the land of beautiful flowers,
However, it has taken me so long, too long!
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Copies
Duplicate, triplicate, quadruplicate!
I still have the original message to you all;
For i have created three works to satisfy my muse.
My breasts are very small in size,
But you will love me for what i am;
And like making a woman pregnant at the right time,
However, this original message is for you only.
The words from a wise man's mouth are very precious!
And wisdom gives light to those who have it;
So keep the first 10 cents from your Dollar to the Creator,
And the second 10 cents to the Bank!
Then enjoy the rest on the days ahead of you;
For, i am at the Donkey Island with my love.
Copies!
With many of them in this world to respect my muse;
But i am a woman and i need love from you,
Because, i do have the original message to satisfy all the copies around!
And, at the end of the day, be very wise to understand my muse.
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Isam
Kiss your girlfiend if you want to and,
Bath your husband if you like to;
For the 'pan' on the stove is like the 'nap' of your muse,
But be very wise to choose from the right things in life.
I will dance to your muse and i will jump over the fence for your love,
For my name is Isam and i know my way to your lovely home in the bush;
But be very wise to choose the right things in life.
There is 'spit' on the 'tips' of the pan but,
Why 'stab' the 'bats'? ! !
But try to learn from the 'tar' in your room to overcome the 'rat'.
The 'tip' of your pen is towards the 'pit'!
But the 'bus' moving along is like the 'sub' of your mind on this muse,
And like the lovely muse of your lover nearby.
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The Tree Of Life
Endless love,
Endless celebrations,
Endless muse,
Endless romance,
But beware of yesterday!
For i am the tree of life and,
I am ready to take care of your shelter.
Come to me for food and,
Come around for your safety!
For i am the tree of life around you,
But beware of yesterday.
Yesterday is full of the sadness of the past,
But do live according to one's means;
Fo this story is like the Exodus out of Egypt!
And like your muse of love that was seen last night.
The brilliance of the sun and the harmony of the moon,
The wonders of the stars and the peace of the minds,
There will always be sunshine after the rain!
So arise and shine forth my people,
For i really know what sin brings to us on this earth.
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1 Among 50
A few out of many,
But it was 1 among 50 as the muse wrote;
And like a lovely garden with the muse of love,
But the rain comes to water us all in peace.
Do exactly what you have in mind,
And do what is nice to respect my love;
But it was 1 among 50 as the muse wrote,
For the joy of this garden is like living in paradise!
Obey my voice and obey my love,
And like the lovely songs of the birds around;
For this garden is all that we have,
But it was 1 among 50 as the muse wrote!
And the true peace of the mind always comes with love.
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Eating Fruits
Eating fruits,
Living well,
Going through life,
Seeing many things,
About your muse,
And about the muse of others;
But, this sweet muse of your love is composed with your mind!
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Srivastav
Electric,
Fornsic,
Genetic;
I know that you are very brilliant and,
I need your muse!
And like the sweet muse of your love.
The serpent,
Carried away!
But, the earth opened her mouth and swallowed the flood;
And the inhabitants didi watch.
Your love is so delicious to me!
Your act is so sweet to me,
Your muse is so lovely to me,
But, i am Srivastav with the muse of love;
And, i have some jobs for you to take care of.
So nice and so delicious! !
My works,
My words,
Your works,
Your words,
His works,
His words,
Her works,
Her words;
And like the sweet muse of love!
But the new ones are like a welcome message to you.
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Wednesday,7th March 2012
Wednesday,7th March 2012!
A new artist was born;
With the muse of love to touch the hearts of many! !
For, what they saw was like the muse of light;
Yes, the pleasant light of 'Pen-Painting-Graphics-Abstracts'!
For, this new artist exhibited his works to them.
In a grand style,
In a grand move,
In a lovely way;
And like the sweet muse of life in a lovely land,
For the hearts of many were enlightened!
And, the smiles on their faces interpreted the message;
However, this new artist was, 'Edward Kofi Louis'.
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For Five Cedis
The lovely singers and of a dove's dung sold for five 'Cedis'!
The words you speak with your lover is always being heard outside;
So do watch out for the words coming out from your bedroom.
Engagement, enlargement, dimensions!
The words you spoke in your bedroom are already being heard;
And to write my muse is like to proclaim the message of your love,
For true love refreshes and keeps alive always.
The water of life and the liquid of love,
To work out the vineyards of love and to sing the muse;
And in your own eyes with an encounter.
The paasion of love and the water of life,
I am at the outer most heights of the mountains of Lebanon!
For the lust of the flesh is all about the love in the air,
And Adam was not able to correct his wife, Eve.
Trees in the Garden of Eden,
And of Hiroshima and Nagasaki!
But fulfil ye my love with your joy on this side of the river;
For the bedroom noise of love is all being heard around your house.
We have a job to do and,
This message is clear to all who heard the cry of love!
For out of the garden of love came something sweet;
But in pain you shall bring forth your children.
The fountains of the deep came with love,
And of the deep blue ocean with your speech at last;
For the raven and the dove came to watch your acts in this garden,
And out of the garden you came at last.
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Sana Boja II
I want to kill your pain with my love,
And to heal your mind with a great kiss!
For the emerald of the rice fields are your crowns,
And like the muse of your love in the land of peace.
Underwater coral gardens,
Of the ambience well attuned and well relaxed;
And like a feel of a joyful ride.
Young pineapples and exotic bananas!
We are just teenagers on this love;
but you are 'Sana Boja' from Gambia,
And, i will always remember you on this muse.
'First cut is the deepest'! !
And i still remember the days of your short vist to me in Ghana;
However, i will always heal you with my love,
For the lamp of the body is the eye.
Where your treasure is, there also is your heart!
But follow the narrow path to lead you always to my home;
And like the muse of love in the land of peace,
For i will always remember you my sweet 'Sana Boja'.
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Sikking
People all over the world,
Hear me when i do write;
For i am Sikking with the muse of a king,
But the empty pool closer to you needs some water.
What about you?
What about me?
What about us?
What about life? ! !
And like the muse of love at Konny Island;
But as high as the eagle is my mind to you all,
For what is left by the lion is now being eaten by the rabbit.
To eat it in the name of love,
To drink it in the name of love,
To dream of me like a star in the name of love!
And like the words of your message of love and peace,
But the earth shakes and, the heavy noise is heard at the Red Sea! !
And like a lion from the flooding of the Yardan River.
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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.
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