HIS EMPTY SIDE CREEKS (HAIKU)

Post author By amoafowaa
Post date January 19, 2015
8 Comments on HIS EMPTY SIDE CREEKS (HAIKU)

Eyes of you great walls

Borrow mouth and talk to me

What do you witness

I know I’ve been halfed

By the carnivorous teeth

Which no eye peruse

III

Why then does my bed

Cry about another’s weight

When the part lies blank

Dear eyes of my walls

Please help me know who lies close

In my blind estate

These lonely feelings

These daunting thoughts of great loss

Weigh like Mount Atwia

The fingers of grief

Embrace. I am blanketed

By real hurtful thoughts

Dear eyes of my wall

What you do see please do call

Thoughts play me like ball

Tags #AFRICAN POETS, AFRICAN BLOGGERS, Death, GHANAIAN BLOGGERS, GHANAIAN FEMALE BLOGGERS, LONELINESS., 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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8 replies on “HIS EMPTY SIDE CREEKS (HAIKU)”

If love does speak it will also answer,not so much in our time but in love’s time, patience is the greatest when you are looking for a lid for your pot, mine did not come till very late in my life,but my call was nevertheless answered.

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We thank God. Blessings Sheldon.

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Beautiful Cecilia.

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Thank you dear Nico.

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Yes I’ve often felt ping-ponged by the desire for companionship and the need to be and feel creative. Right now only my two very furry cats occupy my bed. Maybe in the future than might change.

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