Predictable
Parents or relatives,
Predictable;
But it was also established that you do love me,
And like the love of your muse as exposed to me last night when i paid you a visit!
But, i will always praise you for loving me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Cathi
Thank you for loving me,
For it was like a historic visit to be with your muse;
And there our hands wrote to explore our gifts.
I nned you like the flower which needs the sun,
With bettter things to add after the job is done;
So, try to rule on this love that i may serve you.
You are Cathi with the muse of love,
And i am glad to meet you my love;
For it was like a historic visit to be with your muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Honour Your Parents
Honour your father and your mother that your days may be long,
For a foolish son or daughter is a grief to the parents;
And like the muse of your love so exposed last night.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Hot Noodles!
Hot noodles!
Vigorous,
On the road,
With my health and my stregth,
But, whoever can't see it must touch it.
Original!
Here i am;
Home sweet home! !
With your muse,
With my muse;
However, you can feel it when you can't hear it.
Clock, flock, hock, block, lock, dock!
With the muse of your love,
And like chatting with your teacher;
Very active! !
Because you were just paid;
But, mighty be your powers.
Jock, rock, knock, stock!
Just got paid,
reaper, repair! !
Cream and butter,
Love and romance,
And like 40 light years away!
But this frozen planet is like the muse of your love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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For The Sake Of Love
I am the muse that speaks and the carnal mind is around too,
But my love to you is like the sweet potaotes!
For in it you will find the teaches about self control.
The vessels are fine and my muse is ready,
With words from the nosological relatives around;
But, i will paddle my own canoe for the sake of love.
The riddle of this muse and the rhythm of the blues,
The fiddle of the fields and the songs of love,
Like the digestive systems of man;
But the ruminants are like the surgical stapler.
Oh, what's love got to do?
Somewhere, anywhere, nowhere!
Cain hated Abel and i loved you;
But to cogitate is to love you all the way.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Set The Tone
Fix your love unto my heart and,
Let me kiss you all day long;
But like an untimely birth of a woman,
I will always take a step on this love.
I will gaze with joy and triumph on your love,
But add days and days to your beauty!
And i will visit you with my lovely heart.
Your love is my shelter and,
I will praise you forever because of your sweet muse;
So set the tone of this love always and,
Let me love you with joy.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Predictable
Dont know why Im even bothering.
(predictable)
Yeah, thats the mood Im in.
Go out for a walk then I come back in.
(predictable)
Yeah, the mood that Im in.
(predictable)
Every day of my life
Cant even communicate with my wife
(predictable)
Thats the word of the year
(predictable)
All I see, all I hear.
Go to my office, sit at my desk,
Predictably just like all of the rest.
I sit and I dream about far away places,
Away from the people with frowns on their faces.
All of my life is monotony
Id go out for a walk but I know it would be
(predictable)
Sure as the nose on my face
(predictable)
Same for the whole human race
Once we (once we) had so many options
Once we (once we) had dignity and grace
Now we (now we) have got nothing but our own time to waste.
(predictable)
Yeah, thats the word of the year
(predictable)
All I see, all I hear
Why cant it be like never before?
(predictable)
Yeah, aint life a bore
(predictable)
Life gets more and more...
Just like Ive heard it all somewhere before.
(predictable)
Sure as the nose on my face
(predictable)
Same for the whole human race
One day (one day) its gonna get better some way (some way)
I wish it would get worse any way (any way)
What can I lose, it might turn into something better.
It gets harder and harder the harder I try
(predictable)
Feels like a good time to die
I kiss you hello then I kiss you good-bye
(predictable)
Just like the stain on my tie
(predictable)
Just like the jacket I wear
(predictable)
The way that Im combing my hair
Turn on the tv, just sit and stare
(predictable)
Theres nothing happening there
Yeah, thats the word of the year
(predictable)
All I see, all I hear.
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Reeling
Fractures,
Reeling,
Distress,
Confusion;
Hanged on a tree is the muse of your love,
And i need to climb up high to get to you.
Men, women, the youth and the old;
Visit this vine and visit this home,
For a joyful sound is now heard in the land of my muse!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Mama Africa Is Like My Muse
I am from Africa and i love my muse,
But you will enjoy your stay when you do visit us;
Because Mama Africa is like my muse of love,
So come ans see things with your own eyes.
Come and let me take you round,
For this continent has more to the eyes than you think;
And like the muse of love that is protected with care.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Slim and Sleek
Lovely Castles,
In the night of love with the muse of your peace;
And like the beautiful cars parked around you,
But i need my freedom to be able to pay you a visit.
Slim and sleek,
And like the muse of your love;
But Rose was here yesterday with some roses as i was told!
And i promised to meet her once again because of your lovely Castles.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Billie
I am Billie,
But the wings of your sweet love came and took me away;
And like the love songs in a cold winter night,
But i will always remember the days that we shared together.
Praise be your name and praise be my muse,
And of the joy of things that you introduced me into;
But i will always remember the love that we shared together.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Summer Time Blues
Try to add perfumes to your minds to meet me there,
The summer is here and it is with the blues;
You are not alone on this hot summer night.
We havethe natural fragrant to keep us going,
The summer time blues to swing with the muse;
You are not alone without the blues.
Scents for your love,
Mid-Summer-Night blues to your taste;
Enjoy the summer with the safety of numbers.
Summer time blues,
The fragrant of love to keep you going;
Summer, summer, summer time! !
Summer time blues,
The summer of a muse;
Summer time blues,
The summer of a poem;
With relationships that moves you up.
Summer time blues,
With the heat waves to crown the day;
Perfume your body to meet up to the act.
Let us visit Copacabana and Ipanema this summer,
Of the rocky promontory at sight to give you hope;
Like the summer time blues with your lover.
It is summer time,
Visit the beaches to see things for yourselves;
Summer, summer, summer time! !
Meet me there and touch me with your heart.
A summer time love with the blues,
Like the golden grape of my soul;
Summer is the essence of a colourful life.
The sense of reality in times like this,
The heat with love to share with others;
Where the hearts of lovers do meet like,
One's love never touched before.
Summer time blues is all about this muse,
A time of love to share with your lover;
Summer, summer, summer time! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Akirash
Rasheed is my name and Akirash is my friend,
So direct the muse of love to flow along to my home;
For the lambs will provide clothing for us and,
The goats will pay the price for your field.
I am secured in this land of peace and love,
And i want to take you around when you do visit me;
For your beauty is like the muse of love around us.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Lonely Child
Lonely child in the night.
Under heaven's golden lights.
I heard you cry near a stream.
Where maidens sing and sleep and dream.
Lonely child have no fear, the lord will dry your heart-
sick tears.
The night is young, a blue jay flies and whispers softly
please don't cry.
The lord above is free to roam he will help you from his
throne.
The lord loves you true and dear.
He only laughs he never swears.
Lonely child please don't run, beneath the sky, moon or sun.
You parents love you yes they do.
The clouds have dimmed, but no one knew.
Lonely child a lion prowls.
This lion is special he'd dare not bite.
He only hunts game in the wild never children o' lonely child.
Lonely child go back home, cross the deserts
where buffalo roamed.
The lord will lead you safe and clear.
So don't you cry nor shed a tear.
You parents miss your loving touch.
Your loving hugs and summer blush.
They miss the way you'd smile and grin.
You think they wouldn't you're only ten?
Lonely child in the night.
Your parents searched day and night.
For a child in the wild.
Their only son you lonely child.
Lonely child don't you cry.
And don't you dare tell a lie, on the lion in the wild.
He'd never hurt you lonely child.
Your parents love you very much.
So let them feel your loving touch.
Lonely child in the night.
A little dove flew, in fright.
I know you love your parents so.
So run and tell them let them know.
Let them know how you feel.
Let them know your love is real.
Lonely child run or fly.
Soar the heavens and the skies.
Soar the rivers and the streams.
Your smile will make the moonlight, beam.
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Lonely Child
Lonely child in the night.
Under heaven's golden lights.
I heard you cry near a stream.
Where maidens sing and sleep and dream.
Lonely child have no fear, the lord will dry your heart-
sick tears.
The night is young, a blue jay flies and whispers softly
please don't cry.
The lord above is free to roam he will help you from his
throne.
The lord loves you true and dear.
He only laughs he never swears.
Lonely child please don't run, beneath the sky, moon or sun.
You parents love you yes they do.
The clouds have dimmed, but no one knew.
Lonely child a lion prowls.
This lion is special he'd dare not bite.
He only hunts game in the wild never children o' lonely child.
Lonely child go back home, cross the deserts
where buffalo roamed.
The lord will lead you safe and clear.
So don't you cry nor shed a tear.
You parents miss your loving touch.
Your loving hugs and summer blush.
They miss the way you'd smile and grin.
You think they wouldn't you're only ten?
Lonely child in the night.
Your parents searched day and night.
For a child in the wild.
Their only son you lonely child.
Lonely child don't you cry.
And don't you dare tell a lie, on the lion in the wild.
He'd never hurt you lonely child.
Your parents love you very much.
So let them feel your loving touch.
Lonely child in the night.
A little dove flew, in fright.
I know you love your parents so.
So run and tell them let them know.
Let them know how you feel.
Let them know your love is real.
Lonely child run or fly.
Soar the heavens and the skies.
Soar the rivers and the streams.
Your smile will make the moonlight, beam.
Lonely child in the night, an angel, there's no need for fright.
poem by Shawn Henley
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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
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Sander
Brighten up your mind for a journey through 'Kukurumtumi'!
For the muse of love is about to bath you all over once again;
And i am blessed with your love tonight.
I was born somewhere and your love touched my heart,
But to you Sabder i will praise my muse of the love tonight;
For you do have the burning desire of love from 'Jasikan' and,
You are still very youthful and evergreen on this love that muses!
And just like a little bit of tenderness when the lights grow low.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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To Love Is To Live
Loving is the feelings that we have,
To love is to live by sharing it;
Like two bodies crowned together to keep warm,
To love is to live by sharing this sweet muse.
When you feel it, i do feel it too;
Lets talk about love tonight on this sweet muse.
Loving is the feelings that we share,
With cold nights and hot days in search of love;
A little bit of romance will crown it all when,
Love do call direct on you.
Again and again in loving arms,
To love is to live when you have a true lover;
Lets talk about love on this feelings that we share.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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In The Day Time
I have to come here again in the day time,
For i couldn't see well in the dark last night;
And i need some special pictures at hand to be able to identify you.
This is all about love and this is all about your muse,
For the night exposed you to me!
But you were far from my standing point.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Naana
The fighting spirit,
And like the muse of your love;
But loitering about won't help you on this love!
And as many as those around were like the muse of your act.
Wednesday this week,
With supporters on your side!
But i am Naana with the works of Art;
And you are free to visit me to see the style of my mind!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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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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