Glover Road
Glover Road,
There we sat down and ate 'Kenkey' and fish;
But today, i am on the other side of the river,
And like the muse of your love in rthe land of roses! !
But the red pepper is now on your table.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My African Way Of Life
Today i would like to eat fried plantain and beans,
Tomorrow i will like to eat 'fufu' and palm-nut soup,
Because yesterday i ate 'Kenkey' with fired fish and hot pepper! !
Ha-ha-ha-ha! This is my African way of life over here in Ghana,
And that had made me who i am today with much imaginations to touch the skies.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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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.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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100,000 Days Of Love
I need it from you,
So give it to me!
And like 100,000 days of love in the land of your muse;
But, when will you allow me in?
Yazoo River,
In the land of my muse and with the mind of peace;
But where is the beginning and the end of this river?
Because, crossing over this river is my dearest dream!
And like 100,000 days of love in the land of your muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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To Love You
Spend the night with me and,
Let me show you my sweet bed of roses.
Spend the night with me and,
Taste the love that you are looking for.
Spend the night with me and,
Come under the protection of my roof of sweet love.
Refresh yourself with the true love from my breasts and,
Let me satisfy you with my muse in the land of love.
Come and entertain me with your sweet love and,
Spend the night with me on this side of the river.
Come and entertain me with your nakedness and,
Let me lead you on to my sweet bed of roses.
For, this will be like the dream of your life and the dream of mine! !
And like a land flowing with milk and honey.
Rise up in the morning and comfort me with your love,
For my bed of sweet roses is well laid with the aroma of love waitng for you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Nana Yaa
You used to be my lady but today,
You are in another man's arms;
And, it is over ten years ago!
Love is not all that roses at times and,
The road of life is not always straight;
But one day, i wll meet you at the other side of the river.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Ton, Torn, Thorn!
This ton of the cocoa sack is now torn at the side because,
There is a thorn in the sack;
However, it is just a minute for the minuet! !
Because, you are on the road to nowhere.
I am in the dark and very hopeful,
For the light will surely come to me one day;
Because, i am interested in the muse of love.
Ton, torn, thorn!
And like breaking rthe spell on you;
Because, the condom is no defence to you my brother! !
And, it is leading you to hell than closer to heaven.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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11.11.11
Today is the 11th of November 2011!
And, you were born at 11: 11 A.M.27 years ago! !
However, the kiss of your lips with my muse was like,
The sweet muse of love and care in the land of beauty!
For, you are all that i need.
At 11: 11 P.M. i found your nakedness to the world so sweet!
And like the words of love to satisfy my muse in the land of beautiful roses;
But, i have a lot to learn from you as well,
Because, you are 27 years old today and,
You are a virgin! !
You were born 27 years ago but,
The sweet love of your muse came and touched my heart!
And, you will always remember my kiss;
For, this love is all about you and i! !
And like words of peace in the land of unity,
For, i am always ready fro your love.
11.11.11!
And like the date reserved for many Germans to marry;
But all over the world are the works and words of love to move us on,
For, you are like the words so sweet to touch my lips!
And i will always remember you because, you were born on this day.
You came into this world 27 years ago in the land of survival! !
Naked to the world to respect your muse;
But, the joy of your birth had brought peace to your culture,
For, you have really made a mark to respect my muse.
You were born on the 11th of November 1984,
And today, you are 27 years olf to respect the muse of love;
But your first kiss came along like the works of peace,
Because, you waited for it for a very long time! !
And today, you are ready for marriage;
But, try to keep your virginity for the man of your heart.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Alternative II
Alternative, native, altar, alter, at, in, an, tin, tan, net, ten, heat, tea, eat;
Feel my love and feel the difference,
And like a colourful bird in the land of your muse.
Alternative, riven, rivet, tale, later, late, veer, veil, era, ear, are, ant, sate;
Feel my muse and feel my mind,
And like a singing bird in the land of your muse.
Alternative, tree, rate, van, vet, vain, vat, tail, tie, tear, rat, tar, naive, it;
And to satisfy the desire of your love in the land of your muse!
But i am all that you need on this side of the river.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Davies
I am Davies and you are Ralisle,
I met you and you met my sweet muse!
But i am alive today because of you;
And like the sweet muse of love in the land of roses,
But Alice came in to tell me the story of your town! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Red Rose and Chardonnay
A dinner with chardonnay
Plates of love whilst piano play
A love song of long ago.
She sat by the table
A hands folded like napkin in array
And red roses on the table
Of two love birds
Today are their anniversary.
She excused herself
As the waiter arranged the table.
Today is their day
But her lover has another.
She waited for an hour
For he promised to surrender
The love he has for her.
She begged him not to part
But…he’s not here.
Nor his shadow emerged
Red rose and chardonnay
are now abandoned- by the table.
She exits in the moonless sky.
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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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In The Land Of Ham!
In the land of Ham!
Teemed with frogs and flies;
In the land of your muse,
Backed with the muse of love and care;
But, the basketball falls beside you today.
There is nothing new under the sun! !
However, mushrooms are vegetables;
And like the churning of cream to make butter,
But, kindness is deceitful at times.
The head of the Babylonian systems!
The adulterer waits for the dusk;
However, every river flows to the sea,
Yet still, the sea is never full.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Wednesday,20th July 1977
Wednesday,20th July 1977!
Taken away by your parents from your place of birth;
And like the muse of love to see another country,
But the struggles out there had made you who you are today! !
For, Rome was not built in a day.
Wednesday, weed, seed, day, as, way, wed, an, den, say, sea, see, deed, need, sad, weeds, dens, needs, days, deeds!
But you were very young by then and, you were taken away into another country due to one reason or the other;
And, nature kept you with the sweet hands of love to make you who you are today,
Because, love from your heart touched the sweet hearts of many! !
And like the colours of the rainbow up high in the sky,
But, you need today to explain things to others as well!
For, the root of love is like the sweet muse of care in the land of beautiful roses.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Coffie
I am the voice of love from afar searching for you,
And you are on a mission towards my love;
But the calabash gourd is still around you,
And like the muse of your love in the land of Malaya Roses.
I am called Coffie and the aroma of your love is around me,
But wisdom is what we need together on this love;
And like the rainbow colours in the land of your muse,
But i am ready to lead you on with my sweet love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Hot Burning Fire!
Hot burning fire!
With the muse of love in the land of Africa;
Where the people gather by the fire side to hear tales by the moonlight!
But to accomplish the zeal of my love is like,
The beautifully laid beds of love in the land of red roses! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mystical Discovery
Unless something is legally and honestly obtained,
It does not belong to you;
And like the mystical discovery of your love in the land of war!
But to be set free and to be noted by others was like Detroit after the blues;
And the bottom line is, i love you.
I know that you love me too,
But everyone goes in his or her own ways on this earth as the eagle flies about;
So try to chisel out your name on the rock like the well of the seven lovers!
Because the bottom line is, i love you.
Of a deep road through your red valley of love,
And like the well of oath along the desert road;
Of a straight road through your red valley of love,
And like the well of hope in the land of your muse;
But try to sign a treaty with me on this love like,
The downstairs and the upstairs of the muse of your house!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Roses For Rose
Roses for Rose in the garden of love,
But let the matter rest when you have no view;
For your relationship has landed on the rocks already.
Rose is my lover and i have a rose for her,
And like a bucket full of boiling beans;
But you may have a myriad of problems in the land of your muse.
My lover is so sweet like the rose,
So i always bring her roses to satisfy her muse;
But do not fix in your larger foot in the garden to destroy other things,
For i only do visit her at the right time when she always call me in!
And stop worrying about her because she is called Rose in the land of roses.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Waters
Waters, taw, rat, tar, tars, rats, set, rate, rates, tea;
But i only love on water to satisfy my muse!
And like the joy of love in the garden of roses.
Waters, wear, wears, ware, wares, are, ears, waste;
But i only live on with my positive mind always!
And like the muse of your love in the land of peace.
Waters, at, as, tear, tears, sear, sew, rest, war, art, arts;
But i only saw you waiting in the dark alone!
And like the days of war in the land of trouble.
Waters, east, saw, was, eat, ate, wars, raw, sate, sea, ear;
For we are what we say we are on this earth!
But try to be yourself always on the positive side.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Fatronat
'Fatronat', fat, on, an, to, no, far, tar, rat, not, ton, oat, afar! !
But, go inside and enjoy it with the muse of your love;
For, it has been prepared for you today in the land of joy.
Just over here,
Just for you to rejoice over it with the sweet muse of your love!
And like the classical music playing around;
But, the beauty of the cave over here is just like,
The sweet muse of your love in this land of joy! ! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sweet Roses
Why couldn't you call me back?
Because i was waiting for you and i couldn't sleep;
But this muse of love is all about you!
This is like the muse of your love with the sweet roses,
And like the works of your hands in the land of joy! !
But, try to call me back today.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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