Just Tell The Truth
It's a lie! !
So, just tell the truth;
Nollywood,
Bollywood,
Hollywood!
And like the Black Hawk helicopter;
But, this love is from a border town.
Looms, grooms, brooms, rooms, booms, dooms;
And like a crucial meeting in the land of your muse!
But your projected love was seen towards the location of your lover.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Virginia
The body needs a certain amount of rest to repair itself;
So, let me love you and lead you on! !
For, my name is Virginia and i am in love with you;
So, tell me if you want to be my lover.
I am the toast of the audience in this town but,
I need a man of my own to share this muse of love with;
And like the joy of peace in the land of the rainbow! !
But, tell me if you are the one with the gold fingers of love.
Come! And you will surely cherish my love;
Come, for you are the one very i need in this land;
And, you are with the very gold fingers.
This love is like the 'Vienna Convention',
This muse is like the colours of the rainbow,
And like the joy of sweet love in the land of beautiful flowers!
For, i have a lot to share with you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Thunder In The Movies
Hollywood has lost the creative plot
mere remnant left of magical golden era
Hollywood sellout ideal is boom bang bang
little remains of famed flickering silver screen
Bollywood is usurper true heir to former status
perhaps tropical thunderous rain is tribute paid
Bollywood movies instill valid themes awe inspiring
original awesome recipe defining famed Hollywood era
poem by Terence George Craddock
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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.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Like A Cup
The bat and the heron,
The falcon and the hawk,
The owl and the kite,
I am very young oh my sweet lover!
But i am around you always with the muse of my sweet love.
Perfume and precious-stones,
And to wash myself in the sea of love;
But shaped like a cup is the muse of your love to me,
Because i am very young around you! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Anja
A man kills his wife, two sons and himself!
Living in a land called 'Münsterland' like a Monster's Land;
But, what can we now do about it?
For, many are really disturbed in this life! !
However, we need true love in this life from each other to move on.
My love to you is like the outskirts of Axim!
And my name is Anja with this muse of love towards you;
But to learn to do the positive things always is like the muse of peace,
And, my love to you is like the Mississippi River in the land of your joy!
The truth about life is peace and love,
The truth about love is with care and unity,
And like the aroma of peace in the land of beautiful flowers!
But, hatred led a man to kill himself and his family in 'Münsterland'.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Rokia
Why did you not come to my my lover? !
For the money stayed with me like,
Baal and Baalam in the land of your muse.
Why did you not come to me my lover? !
For i have been waiting all night long at the gaste of love;
But, Adonim and Elohim have eaten up the minds of your neighbours.
I have thrity donkeys in thiry cities! !
So come and stay with me my love and let me introduce them to you;
For you are very beautiful to behold oh my sweet Rokia!
And like the hairy garment all around you in the land of your sweet muse.
You are like the giraffe and the zebra in the land of my joy!
And likke the muster of this love in the thick forest;
But, you are now sitting under the palm tree alone waiting for me;
All the same, blow the trumopet of love and let me take you in,
For i have now seen the evidence of your virginity.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Veene
You want it!
And now, you've got it;
You love it!
And now, you've found it;
Because, what goes on in this river is noted by you,
And like the muse of your love in the land of peace.
You saw everything!
And now, you've got everything;
For, Veene your lover was there to back you up,
However, 'Agent orange' is now known in your town!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Kind Ghosts
She sleeps on soft, last breaths; but no ghost looms
Out of the stillness of her palace wall,
Her wall of boys on boys and dooms on dooms.
She dreams of golden gardens and sweet glooms,
Not marvelling why her roses never fall
Nor what red mouths were torn to make their blooms.
The shades keep down which well might roam her hall.
Quiet their blood lies in her crimson rooms
And she is not afraid of their footfall.
They move not from her tapestries, their pall,
Nor pace her terraces, their hecatombs,
Lest aught she be disturbed, or grieved at all.
poem by Wilfred Owen
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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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Ashland
Take me to Ashland and let me visit 'Ash-town'!
For the name of my lover is Aston,
And like the ripen mangoes in the land of my muse;
But love is all that leads me on.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Tell Me If
Tell me if he is the one!
Tell me if he is your lover;
Tell me if she is the one!
Tell me if she is your lover;
For this bread of love is all about your muse,
And like a cloned love in the land of your dreams.
My champion lover,
The stuff inside you is like my first French kiss! !
But your angle of elevation brought about this lust,
However, you are very much distinguished among the lot.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Kwegyir
Priority,
Status,
Jubilee! !
Meeting each other with the muse of love;
But i am Kwegyir from a land afar!
And like the second stage of your love in the land of joy.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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As Black As Oven
By the River Chebar,
There i sat down to write this poem;
So drink and make yourself naked,
For you are being lured by your lover!
And, as black as oven is your muse in the land of Uz.
Wear the crown of love and come to me,
For the letter of my love is now dispatched by a courier;
And the copy of the document of your love is now in my bedroom.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Classifications Of An Attitude
There you can feel my heart,
There you can see my lover;
Do not weep, for my love is for you only.
There you can taste my love,
There you can see my muse;
Do not weep, because i love you.
Deep is your love towards my heart,
So do not weep my sweet one;
For your dream is now like the cleanliness of your compound.
With a sweep,
With a sleep,
With the things that lovers do at times;
And like the classifications of an attitude from a need.
Come to me my love and,
Let us get into my Jeep;
For you need a better clean up from ym house,
And like the words of love in the land of romance.
I am a lover and my gratitude is shown without words,
And like the freshwater ound to watch at times;
I love you and someday somewhere we will marry,
With love over the hills and over the planes.
The order of the day is for you to dry up your tears,
And like the moment of the truth and the moment of love;
For my love is what you need!
So dry up your tears.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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404' Is The Secret Of Your Love
Surprised!
Devoured,
What have you done to my lover?
And like 16 years after the muse of your love;
But, '404' is the secret of your love.
I will pay for my house and,
I will pay for my love;
And like your muse in the land of your joy! !
But, '404' is the secret of your love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Wullner
This history is rehearsed once again,
This love is noted once again,
This muse is read once again,
This well is used once again,
And like Wullner your lover in the land of your muse;
But, joy is the heart whose love is ready.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Bolo
Black is our colour and white is your muse,
But with one love and one heart to share with you;
White is your colour and black is my muse,
But in peace and love to share this sweet muse with you;
For the colours of black and white are always around us,
And i am Bolo from the Land of Equal Rights and Justice.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Border
Written by russ ballard and dewey bunnell, 1983
Found on your move, america in concert (85), ventura highway and other favorites, the very best of america, encore: more greatest hits, premium gold collection, centenary collection, and highway
You must be lost in a faraway land
I searched forever your footprints in the sand
I feel you need me, I have to answer
That desperate call that I do not understand
A burning bridge, a lonely highway
Another dark night thinking alone
What couldve happened, am I just dreaming
It doesnt matter but theres one thing that I know
If I could make it to the border
If I could make it to the coast
If I could make it to the border
Id be in the arms of the girl I love the most
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border
So on and on I keep on running
To make the border before the light
Just one more river, then I can make it
Again youll be in my arms tonight
If I could make it to the border
If I could make it to the coast
If I could make it to the border
Id be in the arms of the girl I love the most
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border
If I could make it to the border
If I could make it to the coast
If I could make it to the border
Id be in the arms of the girl I love the most
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Make it to the border ...
song performed by by America
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Raffael
The full vigour of your imagination and,
Of the beauty of your love in the land of peace;
But, you are the seasoned affection on my love.
Your name is Raffael and, i will drink and eat on this muse!
For you are like the romantic bush-meat in my village.
The bunches of fire-woods! !
Surprisingly noted within the muse of your love;
And like the sun's ray of love from the Western Sky,
But, let me tell 'Maami Abaa Yaa' thart, you are my lover.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Rock Your Boat
A message to all the men that used you,
A message to the rooms that saw your nakedness,
Rock your boat to rub my tights;
But the flood is about to come in as announced.
Lusty frames,
Over the faces of love in the land of no return!
And like the stages of your emotions in the land of your muse,
But the flood is about to come in as announced.
Within the spread out legs and the muse of love,
Remembering all the passengers through your red sea;
And to ride faster enough to see your smile!
But the flood is about to come in as announced.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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