The Muse Of A Bard
This is the muse of a bard:
Isometrics and macrocosm,
Microbe and schlasticism,
Scientology and physiology,
Philanthropy and gynaecology,
For what he was is not what you see today.
A woman in love needs only one man,
For the synthesis of love do have many branches;
And this is the muse of a bard in the land of the living!
For what he was is not what he is today.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Chima
My poetry is about love and,
My mind is about the muse of imagination!
And like the joy of the singing birds in the air,
But your sorrow will fly away so soon like the wind.
From the views of a bird i became a bard,
And from the views of the public i became a teacher;
But your love is why i am here today,
And like the muse of joy in the land of peace.
Chima my friend,
The mysteries around you do have masks on them! !
But i am here today to love you for who you are;
Because, the calendar of my life is now hanging up in your room!
No mere works of academic criticism,
For the spirits taught me how to read and write! !
And now my will is like your will in the land of peace,
But purported to have come from the realms!
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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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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Fatronat
'Fatronat', fat, on, an, to, no, far, tar, rat, not, ton, oat, afar! !
But, go inside and enjoy it with the muse of your love;
For, it has been prepared for you today in the land of joy.
Just over here,
Just for you to rejoice over it with the sweet muse of your love!
And like the classical music playing around;
But, the beauty of the cave over here is just like,
The sweet muse of your love in this land of joy! ! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Once Upon A Time
Once upon a time there was a Black Man in Africa,
He was a different Blackman with words of love and care;
And today he is here with you as a bard so sweet,
So let your innerself arise to toch the world with love.
In the beginning was the sojourners scattered thoughout Pontus,
But today the Black Man is here with you with the muse of love;
And the foreknowledge of his words are better than hate.
To the new born babies,
Be merciful to all around you;
For once upon a time was this Blackman into the journey of hardships,
But today he is here with you people to guide you on with care.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Not A Supermarket
Religious belief is not a supermarket,
But i am in love with your muse like Nat king Cole!
So be the first to paddle and the first to formulate,
For your love is very dear to my heart.
To be straight is better than visiting the graves early,
And with nimble hopes to shine during the day;
But who mooted this idea of your love to me?
The meat of the lion,
the meat of the ostrich,
The meat of the crocodile,
The meat of the snake,
With a visa acquired in the Land of Religion!
But the synthesis of my love to you is like,
The eschatological synthesis of your muse so calm at times!
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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Prempeh
The dead know nothing and the living are living in fear!
But you are too young to be inspired by this message at hand;
For, the intospections of my realm are than the things you love.
Present in the blood are viruses!
And like a colourful durber with the muse of love;
But, my pet is the cat and,
To relocate my mind is like the muse of my residence.
The micro organisms are in the blood!
So, do inform Prempeh my friend to visit me;
For, i do have a message for him in this land of many rivers! !
But, do keep fit with your romance and keep fit with the love around you as well.
The beasts of a woman are now on the hairy chest of a man!
but, the dead know nothing and the living are living in fear! !
But this muse of love is now noted in your land;
For, the days are now shorter than the beautiful flowers of love.
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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A Defence
Late, plate, hate, slate, mate, fate, date, ate;
Wisdom is a defence but love is the key,
And like the muse of your love in the land of lovers.
Paste, waste, caste, baste, haste;
Money is a defence but love is the key,
And like the muse of your love in the land of monkeys.
Sin, win, pin, fin, gin, thin, ain, bin, din, kin, min, tin, yin!
Money is a defence and wisdom is a defence;
And like the ways of your acts in the land of your muse,
But i am here today with the true works of my hands.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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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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Unwritten Souls
Unwritten souls,
Love is about life;
But today i am alone on the sweet love of your muse,
And like the works of your love in the land of your muse.
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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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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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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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Adli
Who is the one behind the black mask?
Tell me if you know;
For you are the only one to use my muse.
There was a time that i couldn't get you out of my mind,
But today i am free from your chains of love;
And like Adli my friend who lives in the land of your muse.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Aspirant
Aspirant, sip, pin, pins, nip, pit, pits, tap, taps, pains;
Glue your muse to me like the clue of your love!
For i am the aspirant next to you,
And it is for a reason that i am here.
Aspirant, ants, ant, rats, rat, art, arts, tar, at, as, tars;
With your beautiful love as seen ny my eyes!
For, there is a reason of my presence today.
Aspirant, in, rain, ran, tan, span, pan, nap, sap, pans;
With the joy of your muse to satisfy my ways!
And like the sweet melodies of love.
Aspirant, prints, print, saint, pain, paints, paint, air, sit;
And like your joy in the land of your muse!
But, i am the aspirant next to you.
Aspirant, sat, trains, rains, train, pairs, pair, tin, tins, sin;
But i will always remember the joy of your muse! !
For, i am the next aspirant to you.
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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Cheema
My life will always remind you of my name,
But you are like a rivalry to distinguish me from my muse;
For my tongue is tied up in matters like this!
And like your thoughts and of your shadows in the land of love,
But the test-tube babies are living around us.
When somebody breaks your heart,
Forgive him or her;
For i am Cheema and i have what it takes to satisfy you!
But be very wise to live on this earth.
The right info at the right time leads to success!
For the Sabbath had made me what i am today;
But your strange weather patterns are seen all around us.
I have your muse to swing with at times,
But i have to take care of my steps as well;
Because not all that glitters in this life is gold!
And like the memories of every man and every woman.
How can i easily desire you once again?
How can i go out and look for you?
For the rains came in and took your love away from me!
And all the four seasons are not enough to satisfy me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Davies
I am Davies and you are Ralisle,
I met you and you met my sweet muse!
But i am alive today because of you;
And like the sweet muse of love in the land of roses,
But Alice came in to tell me the story of your town! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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