Gad
My mind tells me that she's the one,
Your mind tells you that he's the one,
But their minds tell them that i am the one!
And like the muse of your love hanging up high in the bush of Africa! !
But let us meet up to the challeneges around us,
And like Gad your friend living in the land of the gods.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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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!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Don’t Cry For Me Africa
Don’t cry for me Africa
Because I will never let you out of my mind
I hear your voices people of Africa
I hear your cries people of Africa
I see pain in your eyes people of Africa
It is hard to describe what you people of Africa are going through
Poverty strikes you all people of Africa
Don’t cry for me Africa
Because I will keep you in my prayers people of Africa
Power to the people of Africa
People of Africa lift your spirit higher
Lord is the light and truth people of Africa
The Lord sends you a message from his heart to you people of Africa
He said because I love you
I will answer your prayers
I hear your prayers
Don’t cry for me Africa
Because you have a friend that is the Lord
People of Africa continue doing the Lords work
Make a wish people of Africa
The people of Africa are looking at the Lord face to face
Lord here is no paradise
We dream a little dream said the people of Africa to the Lord
The People of Africa Pray that the Lord will give each other strength every day
Don’t cry for me Africa
Save the people of Africa
Strengthened the people of Africa each day
Because I’ll be there in your dreams people of Africa
The people of Africa tells The Lord how much they love him
Don’t cry for me Africa
Lord comes when you are ready people of Africa
Feelings you have for your Lord People of Africa
And I know you will never let it die
Nothing but flowers the people of Africa will plant in the sea shore for the Lord
Don’t cry for me Africa
The people of Africa needs hope to heal there land
The Lord rose up on you people of Africa
Don’t cry for me Africa
My heart will go on
Once I close this door of the ship I will sail across the Atlantic Sea
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Mama Africa Wants To....
African girl,
You are like the slice of cake and the muse of love;
But od present the status on your right hand side to meet up with your mind,
Because the youthful act of your muse is like a call from Mama Africa.
African girl,
Mama Africa wants to educate you among all others;
So you have to separate your sheep among your goats,
Because i was once lost in the bush of love and you shown me the way out!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mr. Green
Green leaves tell you
How green your mind is,
Wide boroughs tell you
How broad your mind is,
Velvet grasses tell you
How soft your hair is,
Clean water ponds tell you
How your tears are,
White clouds tell you
How your floating thoughts are,
Birds in group tell you
How you enjoy friend’s company,
Peacock tells you
How you dance in rain,
Lion tells you
How to react with pride,
Deer tells you
How you enjoy your freedom,
And environment tells you
How you can become Mr. Green.
poem by Biswajit Ganguly
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Mama Africa's Treasure
On the run!
With your mind;
On the move!
With your love;
And like Mama Africa's Treasure! !
But, they came and took your treasure away.
Food for the belly!
To gain your love and to love once again;
But, do guide me with your true love always! !
Because, Mama Africa's Treasure is what what you need.
Be thankful with what you've got from me!
In the jungle,
Wild and free!
But, with hidden tracks;
However, this train is heading towards the land of your muse.
Welcome to the world! !
Welcome to the muse of Africa;
Rich in love,
Rich with colours,
But, open your eyes and look around with them!
With the muse of love and with the muse of peace,
And like Mama Africa's Treasure.
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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Perfect friends.
A perfect friend will love you for who you are
not what they want you to be
A perfect friend tells you if something is wrong
they don't leave you hanging there
A perfect friend never diss you
they should always be there with you all the way
A perfect friend tells you they love you & will listen as you speak
not change the subject and talk about them selfs
A perfect friend can never perfect
but im gonna keep searching til'l i get closer enough.
poem by Jodi maia Maxwell
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New Talents
Tracing my past,
Looking for my identity;
Walking into my mind,
Learning from others,
Living through life,
Writing for others
With my hopes and my dreams!
But, others want to see me in person.
This is my muse and this is my home,
Others want to understand my mind;
But, this world is like that at times!
With me walking into my mind to set the pace,
But, this race is not yet over.
Heading towards you,
With my mind as the keyboard for you to type your words;
But, my identity is what the people are asking for! !
However, i am who i am in a land on the West Coast of Africa.
Wars! ! Why are they killing each other?
Who created us?
Then, you can answer yourselves on this simple matter;
Because, we need peace everywhere on this earth than war!
This is my muse of love,
With words from my mind to lead you on;
This is my muse of care,
With words from my inner self to educate you;
However, new talents are born everyday into this world.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Nature tells me
Nature tells me not to be proud
of my riches for I am not
much richer than her.
Nature tells me not to be proud
of my beauty for I am not
much beautiful than her.
Nature tells me not to be proud
of my kindness for I am not
much kinder than her.
Nature tells me not to be proud
of my generosity for I am not
much generous than her.
Nature tells me not to be proud
of my logicality for I am not
much logical than her.
Nature tells me not to be proud
of my judiciousness for I am not
much judicious than her.
Nature tells me not to be proud
of my poetic mind for I am not
much poetic than her.
Nature tells me not to be proud
of my prides for I am not
much prouder than her.
poem by Palas kumar Ray
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Sonnet: My Inner Voice
When mind tells me, ’I am punished enough,
And it were better I followed the world, ’
My inner voice cries, ‘Patience, tho’ ’tis tough’.
This extra-suffering makes my heart cold.
When mind tells me, ‘I must avenge my foes,
Who made me suffer without a reason, ’
My inner voice cries, ‘Patience, forget woes.’
God will teach them in His own way lesson.
When mind tells me, ‘Tis time, be worldly-wise, ’
My woes are mainly due to poverty;
My inner voice cries, ‘Patience, Be soul-wise! ’
That’s the way you earn your Eternity!
When mind tells me, ‘Your mind and body’s weak! ’
My inner voice cries, ‘Patience, God will speak! ’
(7-29-2000)
poem by John Celes
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Sunshine Africa
Hatred is the main cause of death and,
Love is the true act of peace;
But i am living in Africa where the sun shines and,
I want to reachout to the whole world with my muse.
Not only in my hometown but,
Beyond the peoples of the world;
Not only with my own people,
But also to expose the true love of Sunshine Africa;
For in this life, many are called but few are chosen.
I am from Africa where the sun shines,
But my mind is like the narrow path in your homes;
Because everybody want the gold than the bronze.
So is life, when we all compete to win;
But hatred is the main cause of death and,
Love is the true act of peace.
The pillars of hatred is around me but,
I will overcome it with the chambers of my past experiences;
And as for me and my house, we will serve Yahweh.
Sunshine Africa,
Try to visit the realms of love with me;
Home is home but,
When the home doesn't give you respect you leave it.
Sunshine Africa,
Try to take it along with you;
And let the birds sing with you in any land that you find yourself.
Sunshine Africa,
Let the animals meet you in peace;
For they are part of Africa with love and care.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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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.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Demon voice
he tells me to fight not to walk away
he tells me to scream not to talk rational
he tells me to hate not to forgive
he tells me destroy not to create
he tells me to give in
he tells me to kill
he knows i'm getting weaker
he knows it's almost his time
he knows he will be free
he knows he will have fun
he knows it will be a bloody ride to the end
he knows the end is death and so do i
poem by Paddy Jansen
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Ahasuerus
Once upon a time in Africa,
With snakes in the bushes to respect my muse;
And like Ahasuerus my friend with warmest regards,
But i have to post you a letter on this love.
My mind is made up and Africa is my home,
For the key words of the animals are like my muse;
And with joy and peace to teach the world,
But my respect is also for you all out there.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Lathe
The first call came from you to strengthen my soul,
And this tells me how much that you love me;
But to meet your muse is like the meat in my soup.
An ion from an iron,
And to hear your call is like to be here together with me;
But to see your muse afar is like the sea near my house,
For the waste has now reached to the waist of my neighbour!
A tin from a teen is like the Code Number 211!
But Lathe was there to save you;
For you were lost in the land of your muse,
And like the signal of the call from your love! !
But, will a nation be born at once? !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mama Africa II.
Love and peace to you from the mind of the African,
For Mama Africa is here to stay;
And of the great love from the muse of Africa,
So pay us a visit to see what we are made of.
Mama Africa will great you with the muse of all the animals,
And like the heat of the sun that blesses us all day long;
But in Africa with hope to teach many with our culture.
The care of Mother Africa is here for you,
For Mama Africa will care for you whenever you do visit us;
Because we have a lot to share with the whole world!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Ette
Living alone,
Living above you,
Living with my mind;
And with all boldness to meet up with my dreams!
For in truth,
I have to work always towards these dreams.
In pretence,
In love,
And being filled with joy to meet your love;
For i am Ette with the works of peace,
And like a righteous work in the land of your muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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No Adequate Explanation
I have no adequate explanation-
I just know-because my heart tells me!
As though in a state of suspended animation,
I wait, and shall, because my heart tells me! !
They say there is a mate for each-
I say mine is you, because I feel it in my soul!
No sacrifice is too much, which leads me within your reach-
I know-because I feel it in my heart, which you stole!
I have no doubts, we are a Divine truth-
You know-because your heart tells you so;
I just believe, I need no form of proof-
You believe-because your heart tells you so!
I know it is but a matter of where, when or how-
Yet, because my mind tells me so, I wish it were now!
Maurice Harris,3 March 2010
poem by Maurice Harris
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In The Laboratory
To the colourless plants of life,
I am in the laboratory with my mind;
So, read this poem like legumes so sweet.
Peas, beans, maize and peanuts;
To set the criteria with my mind when,
True love touches my heart.
This was during the transfer,
On the conveyors to meet my love;
The sparkle and the creamy foams tells it all.
I am in the laboratory with,
Words to sprout out like legumes;
Triticum Vulgare,
Triticum Dicoccum,
Hordeum Distichum,
All carefully tested for the muse of love.
To age and to clarify things,
Like the docoction of honey;
I am the hole out of a rock with,
The muse of love from the laboratory.
Love brings many to intoxication,
I am in the laboratory with words and works;
To set the criteria with my mind when,
True love touches my heart at work.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mute
The eyes
Tell me
They long to
See you
The heart
Tells me
It beats
Only for you
The mind
Tells me
To hell with you!
Seeing such
Ambivalence
Life tells me
Love is all about
Such mixed emotions
So why not admit -
I can't live without you!
Ego warns me:
You better not!
If he comes to know
He'll screw the life out of you!
Don't give in,
Don't weaken
If he knows his
Strength, he'll
Overpower you!
It's better to act
Mute to your emotions
Than let him
Exploit you!
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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