Whistling winds
Stalling stars
Trembling thunders
Dine in the sky
II
Taunted trees
Soaring seas
Beautiful breezes
Can’t pass me by
III
Walk the waste
Weave a web
Wrestle waters
But view the sky
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015
(I always follow trends, decided to have my own type of poetry writing; amoawaatype, even three syllables in three and a four in four dipped in alliterations. Anyone who tries this should please link me up)
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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