WALLS

Beaming bricks bear balls of bests

Blistering bricks bear blows of bills

Brimming sorrows of loneliness and pain

Tears like rain in terrible torrents

Fall on the latter whose mouth is sealed

And has eyes which can’t be concealed

The former’s life is but a hall of smiles

Success reigns and honour calls loud

In its temple of happy memories

Sometimes tears seep from the bodies

Of the blistering bricks making them hard

I know my bricks blister in pain

But will surely bear the best when my body catches up with time

Smile, so will yours

Tags #AFRICAN POETS, GHANAIAN POETESSES, Life, PAIN, POETRY.

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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