(Picture by Matilda)

Gone are the days
When I was part of the flowery flock
Which hugged the falling rains,
Whispered at the straining sun
Kissed the raging storms
And played “pi-lo-lo”
With nectar-chasing pests

Gone are the days
When I was like the waters abroad
Having waiters wait
Hoping to have a swim
A drink
Or a peak at my gentle flow
As I took my time to look
Before leaping

Long gone are the days
When I was the shinning moon
With no following-visible distractor
No whinning star
No shielding cloud
Nor a calendar for appearance

Gone are the shiny days
Gone are days this leaf was green
Gone are the days when time could stand
And cheer on
As eyes adored the flirty rainbow
Begging for a peak at its naked feet
Now the end slowly pulls its veil
Off the hidden dark path
Suspence forbids observations
And brand chasers hovering ghosts
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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