Love Brewed
The phase of my love to you and,
The phase two of my act towards your muse;
Obsessed by my wealth and the elegance of your joy!
But, it is natural to express the feelings of jealousy at times.
Natural breasts,
To look attractive ans to smell sweet;
The natural act,
To look lovely and to look smart;
But, why should someone hurt you my love?
For, i will cry in my grave if i fail to fulfil my dreams for you.
Love brewed in the African pot,
With youthful acts to overcome the ageing nature of things;
And like the muse of poverty as seen around us,
But, i will cry in my grave if i fail to fulfil my dreams for you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Dreamontology
'Dreamontology', dream, on, to, log, logy, read, dear, red, ear, are, era, ton, no, not!
But let your dreams come true by working towards them;
Because i am still waiting for you to satisfy you with my love! !
'Dreamontology', god, dog, ream, realm, mare, lame, tame, game, rag, root, mate;
And like the muse of your love on this side of the river!
But let your dreams come true.
'Dreamontology', mote, met, ant, mat, mart, team, get, gel, ale, lead, deal, meat, man;
And like the joy of your dreams in the land of the living!
But work towards your dreams always to fulfil your goals.
'Dreamontology', gale, loom, moon, room, groom, near, go, do, an, am, me, gear, tear;
And like themuse of your love so exposed to others!
But try to learn for the better in this life;
Because you need to fulfil your dreams! !
'Dreamontology', net, ten, door, den, ram, mean, meant, goat, at, year, ray, made, moon;
And like the teachings around you to direct your muse!
But try to choose the right things always in life;
For your dreams are what makes you who you are on this earth! !
'Dreamontology', dam, mad, no, ate, tea, men, eat, led, get, glory, earn, dean, ran;
But who the cap fits must always wear it on this earth! !
Because you need to fulfil your dreams to be who you are always,
For love is the key about life.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Natural Love
There is a natural mystic love flowing through the air and,
If you listen carefully you will hear and feel it;
For my sweet love is all that you need to grow in life.
There is a natural mystic love blowing around you and,
If you listen carefully now you will feel it and taste it;
For my sweet love is all that you need on this love.
Oh my natural lover! Where are you?
Oh my natural woman! Where are you?
For you are the mystics of my eyes among the lot;
And your sweet moves do turn me on!
Try to bring your natural love closer to me for,
I will do anything for this love;
I am in love and i will die for you!
Try to bring your natural love to me and,
Come and cool down my heartbeat;
For i am in love with you and,
I will make use of this natural mystics that flows around.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Rolandson
The wind blows and it knows it course,
But my love will hit you like the bullet!
Because, i deeply love you for what you are.
The wind blows and we are lost in the cold,
But the muse of love is what i bring to you;
And we will live on forever!
You are talking of a person who is loved by many;
And i am talking of a person who is loved by one;
For, i have my grandmother's grave to share with you.
The rain does not fall on one man's house,
But i am living in a small room to share this love with you;
And i need your love to move on like the bullet train.
The store is ready for the coffee and i need your love,
But Auntie Jane is around to see me through;
For the love of Narobi is all about you.
A message to my wife,
Of the muse of things that clouds the air;
Buit my faith will lead me on to fulfil my dreams.
You are after this adventure and i am after this love,
And like Rolnadson who lives in the woods!
But my muse will touch you for you to learn about me as well.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Roses Of Love
The first fruit of impresion really matters and,
I will give you my name for a little bit of your love.
I am in love and i want o tlove you deeply!
For sadness and disappointments are all over my face.
I am ejected with the objections of love without a clue,
But one day i will find my way through to your heart again;
Because the muse of my sadness is all about you.
More sorrows and of the words of the truth,
More sorrows and of the acts of my mind,
But listen to my visions of love like the Schoolmaster.
The syntheses of life is full of hopes and dreams,
But life itself is like the grave of my father;
Because love had taken me that far!
I am your muse and the way of life,
I am your love and the way of peace,
For love is like the grave of my grandfather!
And i ill live to love you more.
I will be back for the roses of love,
i will love you for the kindness of peace,
For this life is what we make out of it;
And my love will touch you always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Talented People
Talented people here and there
people we see every single day
they hide their muse their inner being
they hide often from others their talents their dreams
Through friendships and family we discover a world
that only shows us a small piece of muse
that is hidden inside each humans dreams
We all see the sunsets and moonbeams anew
through the eyes of a loved one that only see's you
We learn to express true love true dreams
we learn to give our hearts once again
we bury the pain that makes us today
we look up in wonder at each other’s heart
So this I say to one and to all
come share your poems of
dreams come one and all
Express your muse your dreams your loves
express all you are in feelings and words
poem by Kaila George
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The Valley Of Anchor
To uncover her nakedness like a sweet lover on the bed of roses,
But to come up out of her grave like bat out of hell!
I am in the valley of anchor to share my views with you.
I have tiome to uncover her nakedness,
I have the joy to share her love;
But the muse that muses is all that i share with you as well.
To come up out of her grave like a bat out of hell,
With te valley of anchor to share my mind with you;
But from the days of her youth,
She was all that it takes.
Wrapped in the wings of love is her identity and,
I am in the valley of anchor to make love with her;
But from between her breasts are the true love of her muse.
Her lewdness to all is in the valley of anchor,
And her nakedness to all is seen around her youthful breasts;
But the door of her hope is what she has for you,
Like me being with her all day long.
Take a stick and write upon it,
For i desire mercy on this love than hate;
Like the great River Hiddekel.
She has set water for me to drink on this love,
Like a freewill offering of her love in the valley of anchor;
But be very careful to swim deeply into her love.
Like the King's food and the Queen's water,
Im am in a night vision of love to share my views;
And from between her breasts are the sweet things of love.
The deep and the secrets of her love,
Like the great River Hiddekel pouring down on her nakedness;
Come and explore this valley of her anchor.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Variations of Your Love
Righteous gift,
And like the variations of your love!
But the wing of your shadow reflected on the waters.
Life is like the natural features in the mirror of your muse,
But the Perfect Laws of Liberty are needed by us all;
So be the doers of the laws and not the hearers only,
For the natural features in the mirror are like the muse of your love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Spring's Arrival
Only smile is there
It does not take me anywhere
I shall be sad and feel hurt
When she is seen around but not to flirt
Not sure of what is in her mind
I shall never try to find
She must read me honestly
I am no more man for her to be likely
When she says 'no thought of love'
I have nothing to accede but to believe
It is such a confession of love on face
That may be her assertion in such case
I must content with whatever she says
This can be takes as parting ways
Such things do happen in life or take place
It is difficult to handle such delicate phase
Preserve the smile for future use
May be something new may come up to defuse
The situation may sometimes turn normal
When season awaits for spring's arrival
I am natural lover and so fell for her
Smile, sweet talks and addresses led to laughter
I have spent hours for knowing a person
But sometimes you fail to find reasons
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Shepherdess
She was a shepherdess,
Net, met, let, wet, sert, pet, yet, ret, vet, bet, het, jet, net;
And like the game of colours,
But some customs can never change!
Change the possibilities and let me meet up with the muse of love,
For we do understand each other on this love;
And like the signs and the wonders of her lovely muse,
But her natural features in the mirror of love are all that i need.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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This Natural Poem
This poem is natural and,
It is flowing through the air to touch your heart;
So, if you read it now,
You will surely understand who we are on this earth!
For every new change needs a new start.
Colour your life with much changes and,
Colour your life with true love!
Then you will understand the muse of this natural poem;
And like the joy of peace in the land of many rivers.
This natural poem,
Said, paid, maid, laid, aid, raid;
In the Twelfth Moon and,
On the twenty-fifth day of the moon!
For i am always found in the city when you need me;
But the military servive was taken over by your neighbour.
A network,
A royal guard,
A bronze top!
Encircling it with the muse of love,
And like the poorest people with close associates;
But the famine in East Africa is so severe! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Ophelie
(Lenny KravitzLenny Kravitz)
All I give
Is all I got
And all I am
Ain't what I'm not
And I ain't gonna lie or beg
For your love
I'm on a natural high
When morning comes
Take my hand
To free your mind
Come to my land
But I ain't gonna lie or beg
For your love
I'm on a natural high
And I don't require no service
And I'll make sweet love to you
Every day and night
I live my life for you
I'm on a natural high
All I give
Is all I got
And all I am
Ain't what I'm not
And I ain't gonna lie or beg
For your love
I'm on a natural high
song performed by by Vanessa Paradis
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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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So Natural
Chorus:
Its so natural the way you touch me
So natural the way you run your fingers through my hair
Its so natural the way you make me feel like Im a lady
Its so natural the way you care
Its so natural
When I feel low. you pull me higher
You warm me up, set me on fire
Well theres no way in this world
I could ever be without you
You come home, and I am waiting for you
To come over and give me hungry kisses
Of love, of love, so true
And theres no way in this world
I could ever be without you
(chorus)
With hands so warm, you touch my very soul
You pull me closer, so I wont feel the cold
Just love, love, your love, so true
And theres no way in this world
I could ever be without you
Swimming in the love you give me
Its so natural
song performed by by Lisa Stansfield
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Forty Years Old
The tidings of your melancholy loss,
And received at the other hand to crown your glory;
But ten times more of needful things like the muse of your love,
For i love you with my sincere heart.
Life is like the natural tune coming out from my radio,
And you are mine and i am yours;
For i will repay all that you've lost in this town,
So be confident with your thoughts towards me.
Bound to me only by the links of this love is your muse,
Because you are my daily joy as compared to a common man's life;
But the hiding places beyond the seas are with cheerfulness!
And i will bear your memory with me always.
It was like the love letters full of wondrous news,
And of the forty years old love songs to boast your muse;
But both of us will live to see a better day on this love.
Stong and hale,
Weak and pale,
And like a fairly tale;
But lay now the corner stone with a joyful heart!
And like a leisure hour out of sight,
But we will be pure as the naked heavens one day.
There is comfort in the strength of love,
And of the tidings of your melancholy loss;
But ten time more of needful things like the muse of your love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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An Ageing Nature Lover
She is such a likeable person in her there is not any guile
And where she goes joy always follows she has such a beautiful smile
She loves the wild birds in her garden each day she fills her bird feeders with seed
A woman who loves Mother Nature and friends like her Nature does need
A woman in her mid to late seventies her husband for years in his grave
It was cancer that did take him from her right till his end he was quite brave
Their only child a middle aged woman now has two teenage daughters they live in a big Town far away
They did visit her last December with her a weekend they did stay
She has a friendly jack russell terrier a little white and brown dog with a waggly tail
With him in the park she's seen often she walks him each day without fail
She is one who is ageing with grace her hair is a natural gray
She is always so friendly and cheerful and to everyone she says good day
She is an ageing Nature lover and a beautiful person indeed
And Nature is lucky to have her since all of her friends Nature does need.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Surprise, Surprise
Sweet as the smell of success
Her body's warm and wet
She gets me through this god awful lonliness
A natural high butterfly oh i,
I need, need, need her
Just like a willow tree
A breath of spring you see
And oh boy you don't know what she do to me
She makes me sweat and forget who i am
I need, need, need, need her
Well i was wondering how long this could go on, on and on
Well i thought i could never be surprised
But could it be that i bit my own tongue
Oh yeah, it's so hard to swallow when you're wrong
A bird of paradise
The sunrise in her eyes
God only knows such a sweet surprise
I was blind she blew my mind think that i
I love, love, love, love, love her
I love her, i love her, i love her, i love her
Sweet sweet, sweet sweet love
Sweet sweet, sweet sweet love
Sweet sweet, sweet sweet love
Sweet sweet, sweet sweet love
Sweet sweet, sweet sweet love
song performed by by Lennon John
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To Overcome The Odds
Try to overcome stress with my sweet muse around you,
Try to overcome all odds and be a human;
And let us fashion out a new way of doing things.
The essential tips about love rest on peace and care,
And exclusive is the muse of the birds that sings to us at times;
So deal only with the positive things of life and move on.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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What's natural and right is to go with the energy of how it all has to work together. What's natural and right is interconnectedness, not individualism. What is natural and right is respect for the system, not killing the system. What's natural and right is love.
quote by Susan Powter
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My Muse Is Free
I swim in the glimmers on the rivers muse
There I muse of love and love muse of me
In muse is ecstasy
my muse is free.
I lay by the brook, the muse's brook
And thirsty, I get up, to get a little drink
When I look, I see, I think
A beautiful Muse and my heart is shook
I dwell in a soul, a soulful muse
And to its harmony my soul withdrew
To the trumpets of muse the song of blue
My soul a muse, I always knew
I smell the odor, of muse's incense
In its torpor my body sleeps in my soul
And I smoke the smoke of muse intense
I laugh at myself amusingly droll
With my muse's nymphs we love in Hellas
Naked and free in the republic
Of beauty and art of love's Bellas
We love to we're entirely love sick.
My muse is free from the Devil's temptation
My Muse is free from God's judgment
My Muse is my only wordly nation
My Muse is a dream, I live, I lament
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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African Spokesman
I am the African Spokesman and,
I have something for you;
Because, the muse of my African Stew tastes different from yours!
And, it is infused with a special ingredient from the African Soil.
I am the muse that you are reading and,
I am the African Child with my words so sweet! !
And like the love of your mind without the wars around you;
Because, i am always for the peace of this world.
I am the African Spokesman and,
I am presenting the muse of my mind from Africa to educate you;
For, mankind had now made more amumunitions for war!
But, we really don't need them when, we talk about peace on this earth.
Listen and look for peace around you always,
Learn and care for others around you always,
For education is not always about degrees! !
Because, the very professors are the very ones who made these weapons of war.
The African Spokesman is what i am,
Along the streets of Africa and around the hiding places of the ghettoes!
For, i have seen many things in my life and, i have more to tell to you;
But, like the colours of the rainbow,
We need to love each other in the name of the colours that nature gave us.
I am the African Spokesman and,
I have something for you;
But, if you listen very carefully, you will feel the muse of my love around you!
Because, this world is now being captured by the weapons of war than peace.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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