When darkness folds its arms around the earth

And many living things rest fearing no death

Goosebumps from beneath this skin cry

Wishing you are nigh


When the owls take charge

And the bats seek charge

These eyes which must close tight

Wander and know that your presence will do right


So which part of passion developed wings?

Which cupid hymns did we fail to sing?

Which gross mistake did we fail to set right?

These complaining lonely nights do give me fright.

   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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