No.16 (9th.08.2011)
No.16 came on the chart,
And like my own image to the windows of the world!
But with a sweet inner and a soft outer to make me who i am today,
And to pay the bills of love to me was like the muse of my poetry.
Coincidentally,
Exposed with the words of my mind!
But thousands of Poems and Poets have really shaped this world with their respective minds,
And like the joy of my muse in the land of beautiful women.
No.16 (9th.08.2011) ,
Yarrow, arrow, marrow, barrow, harrow, Jarrow, narrow;
I knew that it was there by the looks in your eyes! !
And like an expanse of dazzling crystal,
But my position was lifted up so high to 'No.16'.
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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Click On 'Poets
When you enter,
Click on 'Poets' and then,
Type in my full name: 'Edward Kofi Louis';
There and then, it will open automatically to my page! !
And, you can read my poems.
Sage, page, cage, rage, mage, marriage, wage;
From time to time!
But not like a runaway dog in the land of your muse;
For, the cat is always in your room.
Fine, dine, wine, vine, cine, sine, line, pine, mine, nine, shine;
Inperfect health,
On to perfection! !
But, it has been a while hearing from you.
Of the miracles of my life,
Of the joy of my muse,
Of the peace of my mind,
And like the muse of your sweet love!
But, not like a runaway dog in the land of your muse.
In the heat,
In the cold,
And like the candlelight of your love!
But click on 'Poets' to find my sweet muse;
For, i do have a message for you.
We are all over there,
Poets of the world! !
But, it has been a very long time hearing from you;
Vender, finder, blender, winder, lender, mender, tender, sender!
And like the muse of love in the land of peace,
But, be my guest at this page.
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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The Mind Of A Poet
If horses could fly,
I could have been the first person in heaven;
But, here i am today as a bard.
If roses could smile,
I could have love all the woman in the world;
But, here i am today as a teacher.
If donkeys could teach,
I could have been the first Professor on earth;
But, here i am today with my mind.
All that muses teaches the world,
All that is lively makes me glad;
This is the mind of a poet unknown.
I am sitting next to you and,
I am seeing what you do;
Like the love of poetry.
I am the eye to many,
I am the mind of many,
The love of a muse is what i bring to you;
This is the mind of a poet unknown.
The love of poetry,
The love of a muse;
The mind of a poet to the world so sweet!
If horses could fly,
I could have been the first person in heaven.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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This Spider World
Nine months in deep sleep,
Today a child is born;
This is the poetry of my way of life,
This is the poetry of your way of life;
Our minds to the peoples around us.
Nine months in deep sleep,
Today a child is born;
So enter into the world so sweet with,
The muse and the muses!
This Spider World is full of strings.
To and fro to make ends meet,
After nine months of deep sleep;
Of the potraits and masks of one's life,
When a child is born into this spider world.
Soft words like oil,
Smooth life like butter,
Of a joyous occasion with the muse;
Today a child is born.
This Spider World full of strings,
This act of 'to and fro' to make ends meet;
We are all in this Spider World together.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Wise Words
Fantastic numerals combined with wise words,
And of your brilliant wisdom in the land of your muse;
But your love to me is like a flowing stream,
And i will live on to respect you always.
Your raised me high with your love that i could touch the sky!
And like news around the world with the muse of love;
But the news of this world is like the echoes of your love! !
And like walking through the rain with you beside me,
For the state of your mind is always with the muse of joy.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Deceased Poets Of Nature
Such beautiful poems to Nature they did write
The poetry we love for to read and recite
May they rest in peace now where-ever they lay
The deceased poets of Nature their poems live today
They glorified Nature and her praises they sung
And though they may be long dead their poems remain young
the poets of the land and the poets of the sea
In their beautiful poetry their greatness we do see
Their poems and their songs I loved as a boy
And their poems and their songs I will always enjoy
The beauty of Nature they did celebrate
And beauty in their words they loved to create.
Great insights of Nature from them we did gain
The beauty of their words with us does remain
We loved them for their poems in decades long gone
The deceased poets of Nature their poems living on.
poem by Francis Duggan
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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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African Spokeswoman! (Dedicated to Ngaka Motaung)
African Spokeswoman!
This is the muse of your love to all that muses;
In the land of the Rainbow Colours to enhance your joy,
And like the muse of peace to all mankind.
African Spokeswoman!
This is the joy of your muse to teach others with your works;
And like the peace of your mind that leads you on always,
But, the world will know that you care.
Dedication to you and dedication to the world of poetry! !
For, in peace we will all live than the scares of the wars around us;
However, we will always listen to the African Spokeswoman to lead us on.
Words and love to the world!
Peace and care to the human race to take care of this earth;
But, to all who care to do the right things always! !
For, wars have never solved any of the problems of mankind.
Listen to the African Spokeswoman!
Listen to her who comes from the South;
For, her muse of love is now presented to you!
And like a jolly-ride in the land of beautiful flowers.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Your Beauty Had....
A time to talk and of the time to write,
A time to read and a time to learn,
Your beauty is all over me!
For we almost look alike and you are what the muse brought to me.
Your beauty had taken me up so high!
And it has also taken my breath away;
In delight and in words,
And in calmly waters to move me about with the sweet muse of love.
I high level of friction on this love is like a cry of joy! !
And the sweet muse of your love is all that it takes;
But the shape of your naked body tells it all,
And like the words of a bard searching for the land of beautiful flowers.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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23rd January 2011
Le tit be positive and let it be lovely,
And like the echoes of the slums of the world!
But Elias and Rosalie played nicely today,
And the muse of 23rd January 2011 was fulfilled.
This world is about us and,
This love is about you and i!
But sobbing to acquire the sweet of your muse,
And you are smiling because of them.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Creative Desires
Satisfy your creative desires into the world of my poems,
And be ready to learn from me;
Because as the poetry goes,
So is the state of my mind with the writer's pen.
A youthful love is the desire of my ink and,
The vibrant act of my muse is all about us;
But many people do have creativity as well.
The love of my words is from the literature of my pen,
And like cash and carry in the world of business;
But never be on my credit if you have no love.
Satisfy your creative desires into the world of my muse,
For a little success will surely breed more success!
Because i have a message for this world and,
My ink will keep on writing to touch you always over there.
Imaginations and love,
My poems are woven around a fascinating kernel of truth;
So cry your cry and paddle your own boat,
And be ready to learn from me as well.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Lovely Bird
I am the lovely bird singing on a tree up high above you!
And like the muse of love in the land of peace;
But my lovely words are full of life,
For you need my works to guide you on.
I am the lovely bird that you need around you,
And like the joy of love in the land of care;
But try to understand my words to muse up with your love,
For my songs are full of parables to entice your mind.
Where is your red wine?
Where is the red sea?
Where is your bed of roses?
Where is the narrow path full of love?
For the days are coming when i will be closer to your window!
Because, i have something to do on this earth;
And like the beautiful beads of love as seen around the necks of my people.
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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Mr. And Mrs. James Akpan
I was seen by the eyes when i was around you people!
And like the days ahead of the sun to satisfy the muse of mankind;
But, the new moon of green ears of barley came in! !
And, it was with joy all over in the land of beautiful flowers.
Old habits are very hard to break!
But, this muse of yesterday now rigisters itself once againt today;
For your love introduced my muse to you,
But, what is man that you care so much about him?
Your words have encouraged those who stumbled,
Your love has now touched the hearts of many! !
And, your peace is very much known to us all;
However, i really came in to help your children.
Managements are really yours! !
But, to Mount Zion i will rejoice with the muse of my success;
And like the very words of Mrs. Akpan to me when i took up the contract,
But today, i am what i am because, i never went overboard!
What is life after all?
Whaz is love after all?
What is care after all?
What is peace after all?
What is untiy after all?
For, i really took your children like my own brothers and sisters;
And today, the benefits of my teachings had really made them great!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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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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Eveson
Do not lift your eyes in pride on my love,
For i am inside the finest forest of your love!
And, i have reached the outermost part of your sweet muse.
Here i am with my works and my words,
here i am with my muse and my mind,
So, do not lift your eyes in pride on my love;
For, i am Eveson in the land of your muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Panama
I am from Panama and i am full of words,
So come and let me show you my concubines;
Then, you can explore my sweet love.
With two legs and two eyes,
With two hands and two ears,
And like the two pillars of love!
For, i am looking for a place to stay with this sweet muse.
They ate, drank and slept together! !
So, stay the night and enjoy yourself with my love;
And like 'Dr. Flash Hour' at the rush hour of the day!
But if only if i could hold your breasts and kiss you,
Then i will know your mind on this love.
If only if i could kiss your lips and love,
And like the sweet muse of love being reflected in the mirror! !
For i need ylou and i want your naked body beside me,
And like my concubines in the land of my muse.
Yes, come to Panama to enjoy my muse with the red roses of love,
For, i am loooking for a place to stay with this sweet muse of mine;
And, you are all that i need.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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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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In Time Past
Unknown to me was your nakedness so exposed!
But, deeply accepted by the mystics of your love around;
And in a scholar's shoes i will sing my heart out! !
For, it is very strange that, we don't talk to each other anymore.
I was the right person for you in time past,
But the gallery of silence is now what we share on this issue today;
And like an imaginary story in the land of many waters!
However, this muse today is like, the inexplicable titles of the world.
Religions, governments, towns, houses, countries, laws! !
And like the teenage pregnancy which is now on the rise;
But in time past with your muse when you exposed yourself to me,
And you laid bare to the roots of love!
But today, it is possible that, it may blur us all.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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