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As the skies close their eyes to de-stress

Squeeze out, like water in a cloth, the stress

Making sure nothing poses a threat, not even a dress

Just as sun mates the moon to beget stars,  do me bless

If only the seas had mouths, they would confess

How the waves thrust and press

With their bodies, only to bless

And give the world their streaming excess

There are traces of tired shocks that our hearts compress

Putting us in separation, under duress

So come, squeeze me tight, let’s oppress

The resounding stress our souls suppress

And let freedom, our hearts possess

Forget the paths of pain, it’s time to express

Just be the lion hunting my mess

And like a lioness, I will haunt your stress

Until it flies like Satan in distress

All parts know their pairs to progress

So squeeze tight and let’s oppress

The hidden fears into an unending success

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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