Phase Seven
Call my name and i will answer you,
And like the muse of your love hidden away from the masses! !
But in peace i will seek for your secret path,
For in it i will surely find your home.
Today is like the day of peace than the days of war! !
And like the muse of your love so hidden away from the masses;
But i will surely find a way to get to you,
Because you are all that t need on this lonely path!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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You Can't Do Without Me! !
You can't do without me! !
For i am always on your side;
But, this muse of love is what you now need,
Because, the rainbow ia now looking direct at you.
You can't do without me! !
For i am now here to stay;
And like the muse of peace in the land of your care,
But i am ready to find you and satisfy you with what is hidden in this well.
Put your hope on me and let me satisfy you with my love,
Put your care on me and let me lead you on through the right path,
Put your trust in me and let me guide your ways! !
For, you can't do without me;
And like the muse of love in the land of many waters,
However, let me be the one to lead you on.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sana Boja II
I want to kill your pain with my love,
And to heal your mind with a great kiss!
For the emerald of the rice fields are your crowns,
And like the muse of your love in the land of peace.
Underwater coral gardens,
Of the ambience well attuned and well relaxed;
And like a feel of a joyful ride.
Young pineapples and exotic bananas!
We are just teenagers on this love;
but you are 'Sana Boja' from Gambia,
And, i will always remember you on this muse.
'First cut is the deepest'! !
And i still remember the days of your short vist to me in Ghana;
However, i will always heal you with my love,
For the lamp of the body is the eye.
Where your treasure is, there also is your heart!
But follow the narrow path to lead you always to my home;
And like the muse of love in the land of peace,
For i will always remember you my sweet 'Sana Boja'.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Write And Speak
Write and speak of the things which are very proper for a sound doctrine,
For outside are many hidden gods and godesses ruling the world! !
But, this muse of peace around us today came from the muse of love;
So, learn diligently from it and be very wise to move on with your positive mind always.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Lonely Path
One one lonely Lonely lonely one Lonely lonely Londoner I am very very lonely Loneliness is killing me in a lonely path I am frustrated Lonely at heart At the lonely path of London street, i walk on a lonely path The path that is wide is noisy very busy The lonely path is the narrow path very peaceful We all want peace
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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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Silva
Basic channels of love and the rhythm of your muse,
I am Silva in the land of ladies;
But with peace and love to direct you onto the path of my sweet muse,
Because you are all that i need!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Like the Wings of Love
To gaze at me is like the wings of love,
And to learn from me is like the muse of peace;
For i am left alone in the garden of love,
And i need you to be around me.
I am well to look at and you are well to look at,
She is well to look at and he is well to look at;
But i have to teach you my duty when the morning comes,
For peace is the muse of my sweet love.
Old age has yet his or her honour and,
To gaze at me is like the wings of love;
But i am like the loneliest fish in the lonely sea,
And like the muse of your love which toils daily to succeed!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Domingo
Oh Domingo! !
I have been left alone in the dark once again;
But, i am at the sheep-gate with the muse of love.
'Wazobia'! !
With opinionated controversies from the masses;
But my faith is with the Father in heaven.
I am the first born of the womb and,
Very intelligent to the realms of the stars! !
But, i have been left alone in the dark once again.
Just as it was written and just as it is written,
And like the sweet muse of love in the land of peace;
But, my mind will always search for you.
Respect, passions and deep emotion!
Gone too soon like yesterday when i was about to call you;
But, there is no future in yesterday.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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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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Marley II
Mystic power!
Everyone is either a winner or a loser in this world;
But you are hidden in the bush of love on Marley! !
And the rains will expose your status one day.
Joy is the muse of love and peace is what we need,
For you are much hidden in the bush waiting for the rains!
And like the Rivers of Babylon far away from you,
But we need peace in this world than war.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Barbados
The water from the upstream stopped flowing and,
I put on my beautiful robe of love looking for you;
For the size should fit in when true love calls;
And like your muse of love hidden in the garden of peace.
Twelve stones in the middle of the Jordan!
And of the seven priests and the seven trumpets;
But, i still have to go through the waters of love to seek for you,
For, your lve is all that i want in this village of peace and lovely birds.
Tell me, how do you feel being naked before me? !
And like the first time of love we made in Barbados;
But, i am now a Prince and, i still search for you my sweet Princess.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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My Help And Guide
As I search for what I can do, I simply put my trust in you,
Looking to a future I cannot see, you alone, will guide me,
Just like the times gone by, with all my help from on high,
Your help shall not change, as my God remains the same.
Peace comes from your hand, in times I don’t understand,
What may be in my tomorrow, when I see so much sorrow,
In these times, that I live, I need that peace you freely give,
The peace to all who believe, through the grace we receive.
I shall look to you every day, for your direction on the way,
And on that path, which I take, my life, you will not forsake,
So as we see even darker days, it’s you alone who I praise,
As your faithfulness of the past, in my life will certainly last.
As these days surely darken, it is your voice I shall hearken,
As my help comes from you, who alone will see me through,
To you I lift up my daily prayer, to share every heartfelt care,
Sharing burdens of my heart, to my God, Who won’t depart.
All comfort comes from above, as you lead me in your love,
To a place, I yet don’t know, one which you, to me will show,
And so I live each day by faith, guided by your loving Grace,
As I seek out your will for me, on a temporal path to Eternity.
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The Missing Gold
As smart as a snkae and as nimble as a rat,
As slow as a tortoise and as fast as a deer,
I am a hero from zero;
As lovely as a child and as romantic as a kiss,
As lonely as the forest and as soft as the wool,
My door is always open to you all;
And like the brooks of April rain in the forest of my home.
She is gone out of my hands but,
One day i will find her again to sing the love song together;
Because she cares more about you and i do care about her too.
Of her love so perfect and so sweet but,
One day i will find her again to know more about her muse.
Time took her away from me and i can't easily forget about her,
And like the first found bride of yester-eve;
But profane the soil now more.
I will surely find this missing gold one day,
And i will be a here in the strife;
So let the dead past bury its dead.
I am the one she will always remember in her life,
Ans of her heart of roses full of love;
But the art of loving her is like the time fleeting around my mind!
And the sound i hear now is like the dead that slumbers,
But i will act in living present with the care of her muse.
She will always be in my dreams and like,
The voices of the night when lovers meet;
But tomorrow we will meet again on this love gone too soon.
I am the true lover of her heart and she really knows that,
And like the fingerprints on the walls of love as exposed to all;
But love will always find a way on this issue at hand.
I have the golden key for her heart because,
The boundless wisdom makes the flowers of poesy bloom!
For she is all that the muse of love gave to me and,
I will always remember the days with her together.
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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I've Found The Secret
I've found the secret.
It's not hidden anymore.
But I must hide it
like it was before.
It needs to be hidden.
For it is forbidden.
I know the secret.
But I'll keep it still.
I must never divulge it.
It must never spill
into the mind of anyone
to let their peace come undone.
I hate the secret
for it ruins my sleep.
But the secret is mine,
mine to keep.
The secret I know
can be yours.
If you find it
it will open all doors.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Lemo
To be rejected,
It has to come to pass as it was written;
To engrave,
It will come to pass as it was written;
But your friend is called Lemo!
And this story is like the muse of your love hidden from the masses.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Hypnotized
Lies, hypnotized.
No room for love.
In a world of despise.
Mirror, Mirror.
Meet your maker.
Your destination.
The undertaker.
What you believe.
How you are deceived.
Dishing back out,
All you’ve received.
Buy the lie,
You’ll surely die.
The truth is clear.
But you will not try.
He’s reaching out.
You’re full of doubt.
Your feeling is,
You’ve been cast out.
It’s far from true.
I surely know.
Where to find love.
I’ll gladly show.
Your path.
Been there.
Done that.
I bought the shirt.
Crawling on my belly like a snake.
Slithering in the dirt.
Time to rise!
Look to the sky.
Then the feeling of love.
Can’t be denied.
Peace and blessings.
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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My Own Poem
My own poem is like my own love,
And like my own book!
But your own muse is like the joy of my mind.
My own land is like my own peace,
So do it here and leace it here!
And do not hesitate to publicize it;
For i have what it takes to liberate the masses on this side of the river.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Emell
This muse of love is like how to write a song,
This muse of care is like how to write a poem,
This muse of peace is like how to write a stroy,
This muse of joy is like how to write a book,
But, i am now delivered with the muse of your love!
Because, i now live in the land of your muse and,
You are called Emell.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Nayyar
Awesome games and awesome love,
Nayyar came and took me along;
But the pens of love showered on us!
And like the appearance of the rainbow hidden in the land of your muse.
Feelings,
Love,
Peace;
With plus and minus to meet up your muse in the land of your dreams!
But this analysis is all about your sweet love noted by Nayyar.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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