Those with smooth vocabulary spoons

Stir roughly emotions of weak soups

Soups clutch at the spoons

Hoping to be saved

In possible whirl storms

It could be ruthless tsunamis



I, do watch

I, see the touches

I, get appalled,

Seeing the breakages of emotional bones

Causing the murders of  strong emotional soldiers

But the spoons walk from heart soups to the other



Spoons, never tired

Spoons with coded artificial engines

When I see some soups

Boiling till they reach metal meltings

I shudder as my heart stands on its mark

Waiting and hoping for you to devour



But I don’t get it:

Seas of sadness wash away the soups

After their spoon meltings.

It is like a consumption after consumption

There never is a happy ending

When spoons stir super soups and bolt

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2015

(Reads well from bottom to up until the first two lines which go in their normal order.)

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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