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When You’re Loving a Prayer Papa!

24 Feb

This piece was actually inspired by an incident a friend narrated to me a while ago. I immediately told her that I’d write a poem about it but I guess she thought I was joking! Sometimes we pray for something so much and so hard that we forget to prepare for it and when we do get it, well, we don’t handle it too well (sometimes we don’t even realise that we’ve received out request  until it’s too late!) For his Girlfriend: When You’re Loving a Prayer Papa!

She was lost twice over
Before she met this Christian Brother
He told her life could be much better
And so he drew her near to meet his dear Father
Till with many days of desperate prayer
From her burdens the Lord managed to deliver her.

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My Success, Your Disappointment

25 Nov

If you’ve experienced a significant transformation in your life, this is the kind of poem you will identify with. For example with me, I used to be vertically challenged when I was little. Given, I’m not the tallest guy in the room now but I’ve certainly exceeded the height expectations of many, and that is without standing on my wallet o, lol.

So yeah, they expected less, now you’ve exceeded those expectations. They (and you yourself could be part of the ‘they’), thought you’d be hopeless, but see how your future’s shaping up. See how you’re forging on from that seemingly irrecoverable disappointment. So this is your in-your-face speech. Enjoy.

 

My success, Your Disappointment


Before, I was trapped in a boring hard shell,

Now I can’t even see earth from my high flight route.

You mocked my million legs, ugly fur and spineless body

I patiently waited for time to pass, and I morphed into a flying beauty,

Now I’m so pretty they use my pics for postcards and writing pads.

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To Hell With You!

18 Aug

I’m aiming for something very promising. Every time I fantasize having it and I start getting excited, something tells me not to be too hopeful, that it could go either North or South. Then I tame my excitement, I put a leash on my positive energy, I restrain my imagination till all I’m left with is a half-baked confidence pie.

So yesterday when my fantasies were prepping for another electrifying trip, the reminder returned, and this is what I told it; to hell with you!

So on behalf of everyone with a hope and an expectation, but has a nagging reminder of the possibility of it not actualizing, this’ our anthem, our doubt repellent!

 

To hell with you!

You obnoxious reminder of the possibility of failure,

To hell with you.

You party pooper, fun destroyer,

You pot of cold water,

Pouring yourself over my heated, zealous body

To hell with you.

 

You wave of discouragement

Masquerading as a reality check,

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Guest Poet Michelle Kangah; Missing You…

20 May

Michelle Kangah is a special friend and a gifted writer. I find that the most appealing poems are the ones that are swathed in simplicity but effervescent with cuteness, and those define Michelle’s work. When I read this piece, I loved it, and I was sure you’ll too. So I tailed her and requested to have it on here for you. She agreed (thankfully) and now you’re in for a treat! She has something to say first though. Michelle…

A friend left the country without telling me and not being able to talk or see him inspired me to write this poem. I wanted him to know how much I’d missed him but I never really got the chance to tell him in person. The funny thing is, if he hadn’t left i probably won’t have realised how much his presence and friendship meant to me…Like the saying goes you don’t know what you’ve got until its gone…so from the deepest of my heart i wrote what my heart wanted him to know, hear and see!!!

 

Missing you 

My heart is lonely without your love,

My eyes are lonely cos they can’t see you,

My ears are lonely cos they can’t hear your voice,

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This Romantic Infection

06 May

Say love was a disease. What’ll the symptoms be? how’ll the infection process be like? How’s the prognosis gonna be like? Would you want to be disinfected? Wrote this years back when rhyming meant everything.

 

Like a plucked string in resonation

So is the state of my imagination

When I make any form of communication

With you, the cause of my infection.

 

The symptoms are so evident

I’m so confused, dunno where my mind went

I enter the ladies’ before I remember I’m a gent

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Guest Poet Nana Oye Odame; Missing You…

03 Mar

My dear friend Nana Oye is (amongst many things) a gifted poet who’s featured some classic work here on Goldinwords in the past. When i read this poem of hers it was obvious that the inspiration was undiluted and strong. I was anxious to have you see it als0, so without much i do ado, I’m going to let Nana Oye tell her story.

When i left the shores of Ghana, i was worried and unsure about what i left behind. But he proved himself time and again by how sweet he was over the distance and how pampered he could make me feel from all the way over there. I closed from church one sunday in a thankful mood and wanted to write a poem counting all my blessings. I guess he was the blessing at the fore of my mind because the poem just flowed out of my mind onto the paper. i didn’t have to edit it. he made me think poetry.

Missing You…

I did not intend to write about you

But I picked up my pen, looked at the paper

And thoughts of you flew unbidden from my mind

Streaming down my right hand,

into the pen and onto this sheet

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Not All Sweets…

24 Feb

Of all the people you know, there must be at least one person who brings the thoughts of sweet things to mind. You know, those rare people who’re so thoughtful, selfless and unusually caring they make you wonder what good you could have possibly done to deserve them.

I have a couple of them in my life and this poem is about one.

Not all sweets

Not all sweets expire,

I met one the other day,

And all year round,

She was as fresh as fruit juice.

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Immortalized In Me

20 Jan

I liked a girl once…I thought I did. More than her, I liked what the emotion birthed in creativity; this is one. I thought she was ethereal and in my book of poems I decided to immortalize her.

The end of the story is not as glorious as the start though, lol. Because the beauty of these words has outlasted her and all those emotions by far. I still love this piece dearly. I’m sure you will too.

Immortalized In Me

I’m trying to do the impossible;

To write about all the glory you radiate,

About a nature beyond vocabulary description.

I’m trying to explain in words

What both my mind and heart can’t fathom

I’m trying to write all that in ink

And tell it to you in words.

Sometimes it baffles me;

How a mortal body is able to contain you.

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What’ll Make My Christmas Merry.

23 Dec

You’ll be surprised to find out that the stuff that make you tick even at Christmas ticks someone else off. We all have different wish lists. This is the wish list of the love-struck . 

What’ll make a peasant’s Christmas merry 

Is a great meal and a warm bath. 

What’ll make an orphan’s Christmas merry 

Is the chance to spend it with his parents. 

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Our Love Life.

26 Nov

Do you ever feel like you’re taking God on some roller coaster? One time, you’re all committed,  intending to be the best you possibly can. Then shortly after, you’re wading into the same waters you swore you wouldnt enter. Then you say the sinners prayer, return and the whole cyclye repeats itself. At a point you feel so worn out and exhausted. BUT STIIILLL, you keep going in circles, AARRHHH. well, this poem expresses exactly those sentiments…enjoy!

Our love life.

You call, I ignore.

You insist, I resist.

You persist, then I submit.

 

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Trapped In The Present!!!

06 Aug

This poem is less than a week old. It describes what happens to me when I fantasize about all I hope for in tomorrow. You know how when you’re very hopeful and optimistic about something coming to pass, you get impatient and wish time will fast forward and get you there this instant? That’s how I feel sometimes.

Me and you, we aren’t so different are we? I mean you’ve got your own dreams you wish had already actualized right? Well, then you’ll really identify with this, and hopefully, you’ll love it as much as I do J , please leave a comment.

Trapped in the present

I dream of a tomorrow

With my dreams littered on its streets.

With my hopes and aspirations fighting for my attention

Because of how actualized they’ll have become.

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Guest Contributer Priscy Orleans Kpodo:A Facebook Adventure.

08 Jul

This piece was published some time ago on facebook and Priscilla tells me the general impression people got of it was of a girl who’s into a guy she thinks has great talent, and personally I find that really amusing, because if you ever listened to any conversation had you’ll wonder if we’ll ever speak again.

In her own words…

A couple of weeks ago, I visited this blog; ‘goldinwords.com’, after a friend suggested it. To make matters simple, I was greatly inspired by the artistic skill of the master-mind behind it. I sought after him on facebook and delivered a letter of commendation: but of course, as critical as I am, I couldn’t have it delivered without submitting my concerns, then came a friend request and the sequel is what this poem seeks to project. This was actually an assignment from my new found friend who doubles as my coach to developing my most cherished talent… and is indeed my very first poem. It’s my sincerest hope that you don’t regret sparing a couple of minutes to read this. If you are reading it, I will be yet grateful for any suggestion to polish it up for it is still under construction. [MEN AT WORK!]
P.S.: reality is that certain things have been a little exaggerated/ overrated for the purposes of literature. Loll!!

SETTING THE STAGE- a facebook adventure.
Was it the inauguration of a literary partnership?
Or yet, the initiation of another awry friendship?
It was simply supposed to be a comment
That was only meant to commend,
And, perhaps, also to reprimand;
But then, he made a request to her facebook,
And soon was on a quest to be in her phonebook.
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Home Is You.

18 Jun

The thing with love is it shakes up all your boring old definitions and you look at everything in terms of your sweetheart.

When we were together, between each time i visited her and the time i got home, my ex (4 lack of a better word) would call a zillion times and ask if i had gotten home or not. The issue about being home came up several times. So one day i got thinking funny; why do we call home home? can it be anything more than where we live with family? Could the people we love actually be our home? because i got thinking….maybe she was home afterall, lol, funny but nice

Home Is You.

If home isn’t necessarily a place you eat,

But where you get satisfaction.

If home isn’t really a place you live,

But where you find yourself.

If home isn’t necessarily a place you sleep,

But where you find rest.

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You Shine…

04 Jun

When I was in my first relationship, there was more inspiration than all the years before put together (doesn’t mean I like u less sweety). I’m certain it’s because it was my first time. You shine is an escalated impression I had of her, I thought she stood out, it really has a voice of its own.

You shine.

Now more than ever,

I see not the need for generators

Nor the fear for power failures

Cos you have enough power to blow any fuse

In that electrifying smile of yours.

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Guest Contributer Naa Lamiley:Reaching out to you…

03 Jun

Backdrop- if you’ve never  seen so much said in so few lines, in so simple English, you should read this! Naa summarizes the stages from when a a girl meets a guy, to when she’s afraid to lose him.

Reaching out to you…

I hold out my hand

and hope that you CAN see it

and if you can see it,

that you CAN touch it,

and if you can touch it,

that you CAN hold it,

and if you can hold it,

that you CAN grip firmly,

and if you can grip firmly,

that you CANNOT let go,

and if you cannot let go…

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Was Love Worth All That Fear?

24 May

There’s so much drama about a girl agreeing to a guy’s proposal that it beats me. I mean, first you don’t exist to her, then you express your interest and you become the subject of ridicule, then when you persist and push harder, you become a nuisance, then she eventually falls in love and asks where you’ve been the whole time! Where’s the logic in that??!!!

It was like that with a girl I know. I mean she treats Love like some sacred temple that can only be approached in a sacred garment at some sacred age. I figure it’s all an act to cover up a certain weakness, or fear, or vulnerability…& I soooo bet that when she eventually does (if she hasn’t already) falls in love, she’ll ask… Was love worth all that fear?

Was love worth all that fear?

We live in the fear that we’ll someday die,

We bath in cold water, though we fear for cold,

Though we fear we could fail our exams, we still try.

We spend cash, in spite of the fear of poverty.

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Guest Contributer Gertrude Amoah: Once Upon A Discovery

20 May

Background: Thing with this poem is, it does just one thing; Puts things in perspective, paints the bigger picture stands you on a taller shoulder and just makes things clearer. The point is that the whole lot of us were made with totally different agenda, and the earlier we figure out what ours is and live with it, making the best of it, the better.

Once upon A Discovery

Some people were made teachers
Others were made students
So that the one who thirsts for knowledge
Will be led by the education
That seeks to activate dormant genes
And expose the true self of an individual.

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How Do U Take It God?

11 May

Just two days ago at church I saw a man leap forty feet high to touch the wood-paneled ceiling of the church hall , as if reaching for the foot of God. There was another totally drenched in his sweat, hugging himself sooo tight, I guess like he’ld have loved to feel God’s embrace.

Then I said to God “chaa Father, if the litmus test of whether or not I loved you was restricted to what I see being done, then u must see me as a major hater paah.” I felt I had to explain things to Him there and then, so I wrote this…

When I don’t roll on the floor during praises

When I leave church without a sweat-drenched shirt

When I don’t lose my voice after a serious prayer session

When I don’t cry a bucket full of tears during worship

When I don’t win souls every chance I get

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Guest Contributor Jemila Abdulai:BACK TO WHEN…

15 Apr

To days when yes was yes,and no was no, and maybe made sense even when the month wasn’t May and there were no bees to be found.

To the final run of teeth through school girl hair in anticipation of seven o’clock when cartoon network assumed its rightful place on GTV.

To afternoons watching “Hindi Movie” while munching on rice and beans, with salad, spagetti, gari and everything in between.
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IF GOD WAS A BOY LIKE ME…

22 Mar

If God was a boy like me

If God was a boy like me,

How different a guy would He be?

Would he fit in or would He stand out?

Would He wear material tops all the time?

And own like 5 blue long-sleeved shirts?

Or will He keep a couple of lacostes and some fubus?

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