Scents so strong

Streaming on sensuous sense

Seek sacharineous solace in style

In my sense.


Sweetened sweats sow seeds

Of swords which scream sabotage

Seething with insanity in the centre of my world

And sure, you sweep my seeings with

Serpent’s tongue only to serve me

Sins of sorrow


So I’m that sorry stone

Stoned on the strong stone

To seal my sorry self-shame

By deflating in shock

To let shamers mock on


Saints of salvation

Save this soul of this starvation

And fill this sanctuary

With sanguine sanity

For scammers evade this shade

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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