FORBIDDEN

Left like a dirty rag

The fruit had no tag

It rolled abandoned like a stray cat

All fled its way like an ebola bat

Until it was pronounced forbidden

It began calling like angelic tuned

Stirring those all thought most immuned

Developing sexy alluring legs

Appealing to eyes to stay glued like clothes on lines with pegs

All interest piqued because it tagged forbidden

III

Forbidden! Oh owls with sexy lights

Forbidden! Oh witchdoms in beautiful flights

Calls and calls and calls upon calls

Future falls and falls and falls promising falls

Oh forbidden!! You are in name forbidden

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (2015)

Tags #AFRICAN POETS, #GHANAIAN POETS, FORBIDDEN, POETRY ABOUT FORBIDDEN, 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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