Dark shadows!

Painy-moany soul!

Cracky heart of pain and sorrow

Fermented with thousands of years of dope.

Walking corpse!

Unyielding strife!

Honey and love are but a wish.


Cloudy doom!

Unbearable boom!

Bottled flower of never bloom!

Yielding bride without a groom.

Serpents tongues of goody sweepy broom,

Grovel on the moon


Cry not!

There will be a light.

Beg not!

There will be abundance with time

Look up!

And let the gateway to your heart sing.

Life itself is but a groom, doom, bliss and flash.

       Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014.


By amoafowaa

Just a simple Ghanaian trying to find the best in our society. I may be fun, I may be interesting, I may be funny, I may even be foolish or intelligent, but it is all based on the mood in which you find yourself. I believe our minds make us who we are. Know that, pain, no matter its 'unbearability', is transient. Unburden or delight yourself for a while in my writings please. And all corrections, advice and opinions are welcome. Know that you are the king, queen or royal on this blog. :)

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