Your thoughts are my reflective mirrors
My reflective mirrors which take me back
Back to the dilemic paths of errors
Paths of errors and correct themselves automatically
Making me pious

Your thoughts are my spears
Spears of healings and tamings
All you need is speak
And they take me to that hurt dilemic path
And make me a warrior who conquers
Conquers all hurdles and heads for the home of your arms
In grand healthy style of victory

Your thoughts
Your thoughts are like my reflexive clouds
Reflexive clouds which fall to wash all my misgivings
Dooming doubts and chaining trust in the caves of my thoughts
So I am loyal, that loyal, to you

Dead leaves wake
Mountainous rivers kneel
Angry storms whisper their sorries
Citing their worries
Crying rains smile bright
Upon your thoughts
Upon your nice reflexive thoughts
Thoughts which make me whole
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015

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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